What if?


What if?

What if Tom wasn’t home on leave with Gil and Ken and sitting on the porch of 621 Locust Street?

What if Joan didn’t drive by with the sun on her hair and the lights in her eyes?  

What if her musical laughter didn’t sing on currents of air?

What if Tom’s heart didn’t respond to the silvery siren’s call and look up and say, “Who is that girl?”

What if Gil and Ken didn’t say, “That’s our sister”?

What if Tom’s heart cry didn’t reach his lips and shout to the world,“That’s the girl for me”?

What if Joan’s best friend didn’t beg and beg her to invite Tom to the Taffy Pull?
What if?

About bjdonaldson

I'm an average woman who enjoys reflecting on life, writing poetry and ponderings, and having a good laugh. DIY, baking, and cycling are fun, too. If you visited me, I'd invite you in for a cup of coffee and a little chat. I am a Literacy Coach, Reading Specialist, and former classroom and Reading Recovery teacher at an elementary school. Getting up in the morning is not hard; I still love making a difference in the lives of children and teachers.

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