I am hopelessly behind with my Poetic Asides PAD prompts, but I decided to write to today’s prompt anyway, and move forward from here, picking up those I can, when I can. A snapshot poem:
Somewhere someone is just waking
and someone is just falling asleep.
Someone is taking their first breath
and someone is breathing their last.
Someone is falling in love
for the first time
and someone is moving on.
People are walking, running, dreaming,
thinking, working, painting, talking,
or sitting in comfortable silence.
And I am writing about it.