When he spies his prize beyond his touch,
He knows there is nothing he will ever want this much.
Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt was to write a Landay. A poem of 22 syllables originating in Afghanstisan.
I saw this photo on Google a few days ago and felt that it needed captioning. As soon as I saw today’s prompt, I knew exactly what I was going to write!


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