Ruthie May went home the next day.
She and mom slept in the big bed.
Breakfast for dinner,
Pancakes are a winner,
Life would be different now, Mom said.

There weren’t enough characters to finish it!

Brilliant way to overcome the 1024 character limit. ;-) And a fabulous poem! Wow! Talk about emotional content.

You cheater!!! I loved the poem though! Good job! I want to know what mom did to dad?

i knew she was a cheater…nice poem elsha

haha. cheater you are. that was an eerie mix of an upbeat rhythm and a sad story.

Thanks guys! and cheating was the only way… this was a fun poem to write, even if I knew the tragedy of it.

So mind-blowing. You used an almost limerick-like style, but made it tragic. And the second-to-last stanza was probably my favorite. Great job!