Thank you Neville for again helping out with this suggestion - my brain seems to have gone into a decline at the moment
Neville has suggested that we write a poem about something that we have always wanted but could never get, along with a precise account of why we wanted it.... ( that is...something that is a material object, not something abstract like happiness, wealth or fame etc ).
Now I always wanted a bike as a kid and Dad said he would buy me one if I learnt to ride on a borrowed bike from a friend. Well I never got a bike, and here I am at 70+ and still no bike - because I have no sense of balance and kept falling off. I never had that problem with horses, but I never got one of them either ... life is so unfair
My main health issue in my old age is a foot that lets me down all the time and now makes even walking short distances difficult and the annoying thing is that I broke it when 8 years old falling off that bloody bike I was trying to ride and then broke it again in my 50's when it gave out on me ... it has never been any good since. So perhaps that will be my back story. What will yours be?Go to it my lovelies
Cheers,
Maureen