For today’s prompt, write an optional poem. And no, that does not mean that writing a poem is optional today–I know a few of you were thinking it. No, no, no. No, I’m thinking of how some things in life are completely optional; in fact, most things are. So you have options for today’s poem–maybe too many–but can one ever have too many options?
by John Yeo
I walk very close to the wall
The traffic noise is very loud.
I love the smell of fish and chips
I get when I pass this way.
The rain starts, I feel the wet
The tyres of the traffic spray,
I pass the school, the children laugh
I love to hear them play.
My white stick helps me along,
I know when I reach the corner.
I stand at the crossing and wait
Someone will help me across.
My options are very limited,
I stand at the corner and wait.
I hear the bleep, I can safely cross
Then I step out into the road.
The only alternative option is
To wait and get wet in the rain.
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