“I will be patient
When temper flies
Sense out of mind”
“I will reign in
When my patience dies
A slow painful death”
So the said
More often than
One spoke too soon,
Replied even sooner;
But they loved more
Than such words
And laughed more
This is a poem in 55 words for marathon blogger’s drabble week.
Dedicated to me and pati ❤
“So where were you this weekend?” he asked as soon as he saw me enter the corridor.
“In bed”, I replied, trying not to sbe stopped there for a chat.
“With ?”,he asked with a naughty smile, in a not-so-low manner.
“with a high temperature and headache”, I snapped back at him, irritated at answering the same joke to all.
He scowled at me and walked off, eating any other comment he wished to further make.
Perfect V day beginning, I muttered under my breath. If only he would stop acting so smart ass always, I thought and went the opposite way.
For the IndieInk Writing Challenge this week, Dili challenged me with “If you always try to sound smart you will end up coming out dumb.” and I challenged Leo with “Image prompt : http://pull.imgfave.netdna-cdn.com/imag … 02864.jpeg“