NaPoWriMo 2018-11 -- Day 11, a Bad days for Boys

The day he lost his room

a day to remember

'Twas to be expected

defer to new baby

A fun part of him changed

on the porch bed for him

 

Did not complain or cry

in this he had no voice

Wouldn't be the last time

only first of many

Last?  Sold his pickup truck

told his manhood goodbye

 

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 -  Photos and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved 

       (Pictures I took at the Falkland Islands, coming back through
        the marshes after visiting Penguins at a Penguin Reserve.)

  - I'm writing for  Kerry O'Connor   at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/04/micro-poetry-long-ago-rooms.html .  She is writing of rooms too!   Thank you, Kerry.

 

 - Generally for the "Micro-poetry" I try to use exactly 55 words.  But tonight I hit 59.  I could pare off six, one line for some, and add a three word title.  Or use larger words.  But no, I'll leave it like this.

  - I'm also linked to Day Eleven of NaPoWriMo,  http://www.napowrimo.net/day-eleven-6/.  If you click on the comments with links left or you can also try 'PARTICIPANTS SITES' link at the top of their page you can read the poems submitted by other bloggers.