Day # 2 of NaPoWriMo gave us a prompt that called for a poem based on a myth. But I just couldn’t seem to get my muse in gear for anything mythical, so I hunted up a part of a poem that I started writing almost a year ago. For some reason, I just never could seem to finish it, but I decided that today was going to be the day. I guess my muse was okay with a poem about love, so here it is – just below the picture.
I found a locket nestled 'neath a tree. It sparkled, and it twinkle, and it surely winked at me. It looked forlorn, forgotten, skimmed with dew, And I felt an intruder as I wondered what to do. At last I reached and plucked it from the grass. The chain was fragile – I could tell – and had a broken clasp. A lovey heart, engraved on back and front, Showed me it was a gift of love that someone still would want. I opened it with tender, loving care, And found, all safe and snug inside, a single lock of hair. The curly tress was of the darkest brown, And I felt so entranced by this small mystery I'd found. But I was in a quandary what to do: How to locate the rightful owner I had not a clue. Then finally I thought, “I'll advertise, and if the owner sees my ad, there'll be a nice surprise.” I tucked it in my pocket, nice and warm, And, eager to relay my news, I headed quickly home. I couldn't help but sing a little song, So happy I could have a part in helping love along.