Daily Prompt

Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.

Unfinished

 

 

Mrs Troxel has a shovel

leaning against a tree

and every time I pass her house

I think that shovel is for me.

 

Mrs Troxel gardens at night

when the air is bitter and cold

She whistles as she digs and prunes

black trees and bushes with thorns

 

” Come on over and help me ”

She calls from the side of the road

” I have a shovel just for you

and a spot to rest under that tree.”

 

One night I think I’ll stop

and I might just say hello

Because I have an ax in my shed

and I think it’s just for her.