Dear Pollyanna
Just realized today
It’s been
One whole year…. and
The Kite who lives
At the top of the Hill
In a tree
Is sitting there still-
It’s a bit less pink
Has less of the blues
But that in it-self is
A bit of good news!
Right?
Gill©
Tag: no one noticed her agony
Script: full blooded plagiarism: the lady is stressed. Act 2
For act 1 press (not essential, this is soap)
Today’s Script:
Woman: (scrubbing at kitchen sink)
Visitors are on their way
The place is in a mess
Can’t find any words to say except
Stress, stress, stress!
Will: (calmly enters from left………)
To bed, to bed! There’s knocking at the gate:
Come, come, come,
Come give me your hand.
What’s done cannot be undone……
To bed, to bed, to bed!
GillMcG diary (not) 25th April (first 4 lines)
(Last 5 lines ripped from the play that can’t be named. author Shakespeare)
napowrimo day 25.
Act 1 no one noticed her agony (day 7 #napowrimo)
Gill McGrath 