The inquisitive one sat down and wrote a poem. It went like this:
!!!!!!!!!??????,,,,,,,
,,,,,,???????!!!!!!!!!
!!!!,,,,?,,,,,!!!!,,,?
??????,,!,!,!,!,!,!!!!
Satisfied, the inquisitive one smiled and went out for a run.
The next day, the i.o. reread the poem and frowned. It was not quite right. So the i.o. edited the poem. It now went like this:
!……..??????,,,,,
,,,,???????……..!
!…,,,,?,,,!!!!,,,?
??????,,.,…,.,!!!!
Satisfied, the inquisitive one smiled and went out for a run.
The next day, the i.o. reread the poem and frowned. It was not quite right. So the i.o. edited the poem. It now went like this:
!…!!!..??????,,,,,,
,,,,,???????!……!!
….,,,?,,,!!!!.,,,?
??????,.,…,.,!!!!!
Satisfied, the inquisitive one smiled and went out for a run.
The next day, the i.o. reread the poem and frowned. It was not quite right. So the i.o. edited the poem. It now went like this:
!!!!!!!..??????,,,,,,,
,,,,,,???????..!!!!!!!
!!!!,,,,?,,,,,!!!!,,,?
?????..,!,!,!,!,!,!!!!
Satisfied, the inquisitive one smiled and went out for a run.
The next day, the i.o. reread the poem and smiled.
The poem was perfect.
That was when the inquisitive one, sore from all the running, flopped into a big couch and watched TV.
I loved this poem so much that I cried after I read it! Here I thought no one understood but Ms. Achilles does and put me on paper!
The inquisitive one is touched and honored that you feel this way…. π