They’re Here


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“They’re here mom”
“What’s that dear? Look at the canyon, how grand it is! And the valley below! Stop fidgeting!”
“But no mom, they’re here!”
“My skirt wasn’t made for you to pull apart son! Can’t you just take in the view and enjoy our holiday? Does everything have to be about you? Look at this wonder!”
“No you look at the wonder, mom, look up!”
‘Little head in the clouds, you’ll never learn anything unless you look at what’s right in front of you!”
“But mom they’re right in front of you too! Look up!”
“Well if it will just settle you down I’ll…oh..oh my.”
“See mom?”
“They’re just flying above us!”
“Yes mom!”
“They’re real! Are they real? I mean, is it really what it looks like?”
“I think so mom.”
“What do you think they want?”
“How would I know? Perhaps they’re on holiday too.”
“Perhaps they are. Perhaps that’s it. Just looking at the canyon too.”
“I think they’re looking at us mom.”
“Don’t be silly son, it’s not all about you.”
“But why are they heading towards us mom?”
“What? What…oh my….”

(c ) Helen M Valentina 2018

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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3 Responses to They’re Here

  1. From the mouths of babes.

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