This was written for Nortina’s #1MinFiction Challenge at Lovely Curses

This week’s prompt is : Blast Off

And my contribution (it took more than a minute I confess but certainly no more than five).

Blast Off!

Two Thousand and Eighteen. I wasn’t expecting this. The idea seemed unthinkable not so very long ago and now that I do actually think about it it seems even less thinkable. Perhaps thinking is not the best way to deal with it.

Some thoughts to the passing of another year in response to Laura

New Year

This for Nortina’s #1MinFiction Challenge at

Lovely Curses

Just a reaction to the picture she posted.

Little socks on little toes
Beneath the coloured tree he goes
Little eyes of Christmas joy
How special is a little boy?

A little bit of me he seems
A little heart with precious dreams
The gift, December twenty-five
A gift to simply be alive