In response to the Daily Post’s Daily Prompt
Kick it: What’s the 11th Item on your bucket list?
There’s a hole in my bucket,
Or so I believe,
The older I get
The bigger the peeve.
I cross one item off,
And up crops another,
You’d think by my age
I’d not even bother.
Yet if I were counting
From top to the bottom,
Item eleven would be
Seeing Paris in Autumn.
Peace, people
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
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Great poem!
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Thank you!
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Bravo! Loved it. Thank you. Great fun and pace.
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Mercí
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… and the photo is a rare really original one of Paris 🙂
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Thanks to Pinterest!
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Great poem! I’m very fond of quirky humor! Seeing Paris is definitely somewhere on my bucket list too. I’d even settle for seeing it in winter, summer or spring.
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Ditto. In fact, isn’t there a song…”I love Paris in the springtime,”?
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