Questions in the Snow

It has been nearly a year since I wrote this story. I have not read it since back then. I think I love the way it makes me feel….childlike, safe, and loved. This is what I needed tonight. I am scared in ways my mother could describe. I am in need of someone to abide with me….someone like a Grandmama, or friend. Just say Jesus. Then I remember I have two out of three. Two out of three ain’t bad. The Law of Attraction will see to it. Tis eventide.

The Mermaid Swims... Strait Way to New

“Questions in the Snow” by Heidi Robertson January 20, 2017

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During a February thaw a child and an old one walked along. Sometimes in silence, sometimes in song. In questions and answers.  The child asked questions. The wise one supplied stories. Both questions and answers flowed freely like the brook. Sometimes their footsteps spoke a silent understanding. Sometimes they bounced retorts. The child’s questions generated wrinkly smiles and remembrances. The old ones stories did not always satisfy. They conversed with ease and familiarity. The short and long of their shadows held hands and skipped across the ground like the stick in the small one’s hand.

The toe headed child wore a bright red parka, a tousled hat and mittens bobbing on a string around his neck. Yarn balls dangled from a winter cap and boxed at his chin. All of these winter things played tag beneath his five-year- old frosty rapid breath…

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“Each man ( and mermaid) will be like a shelter from the wind and a refuge from the storm, like streams of water in the desert and the shadow of a great rock in a thirsty land”. Isa 32:2 NIV Warning: The author of this blog is not an ordinary individual. Even Mermaids need a rest from all that's real and grown up. Welcome to the wonder of blog. Come be audience to all that's wet and wild in her stories, poems and thoughts. Instructor by day, super hero by night, and mystical mermaid by summer. Whenever she has the fortune of diving into a pond, reservoir, or mountain waterfall, you'll find her there swimming, and singing songs of life.
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