It's Still Life

The Joy Of It 

I remember sitting 
on my small wooden stool 
reading The Little Red Hen to my mum, 

and although I didn’t know 
how to read yet, I knew story by heart, 

and now I’m listening to my 
granddaughter who’s sitting 
on a small stool reading me a story, 

and although she can’t read yet, 
she knows the story by heart. 

written for WordPress bloganuary: Joy . AI Digital Art is mine and created using Midjourney’s bot (v4). Image and poem ©Misky 2022 Shared on Twitter #amwriting