A young boy,
one month off from three,
is made to watch the tv.
Normally, he’d be pleased…
but he was playing,
and this show is boring.
Every channel is the same…
but the memory is gray,
as were the smoke plumes
which rose up that day.
The boy remembers not
what he was doing
that one September morning…
But that plume still remains,
that grainy gray image
burnt into his brain.
30/30 Challenge II Day 2 Prompt – 3rd Person Childhood Memory
Tyler DeWriter 