Write a short paragraph in prose or verse ending with the line “Wherever I hang my knickers- that’s my home.”
I travel in the Summer
When the grass dulls from green to brown.
And my world is wrapped in light-
But I am lost in the hot unknown.
I journey in the Autumn
When the leaves dance to their graves.
And my world reaps the benefits of the harvest-
But I am lost in the crisp unknown.
I transit in the Winter
When Earth wears her icy coat.
And my world rejoices for provided shelter-
But I am lost in the barren unknown.
I voyage in the Spring
When trees become godesses in bloom.
And my world is reborn and bright-
But I am lost in the blossoming unknown.
I ponder in the Evening
When the quiet consumes my thoughts
And my world realises that I am not
For wherever I hang my knickers- that is my home.