Tub of Ice Part IV

I grasp two friendly hands,

 and give each a sad smile.

"Here we are again.

  Stories to be told,

   and questions waiting to be asked."

Now,

 if I were to follow a common timeline,

  the narrative would make more sense.

Sorry.

I grew tired of a linear approach,

 and wandered.

The results have been curious.

Anne slaps me upside the head.

"Can you do this?"

I can't help but smile,

  with so many easy lines running through my mind.

"I was born for this."

Reviews

[Carol Cashes]

Oh, my goodness. Just enough to tantalize and still my laundry waits...

[Jon Roggie]

I will be honest. I am used to writing very short pieces. This one seems to keep growing.