A tethered buoy instigates the King of the Mountain,
And secured docks are an invitation to bask in the sun.
Tethered boats mean there is lobster on the docks,
and it means my Mother Ship is just a paddle away.
Trust me, even when you can’t see it, there is an unconditional tether of love that says,
Go. I will always be near.
PS. I think this was a good save for the daily prompt. The only thing that crossed my mind earlier was the time I tethered my two year old daughter to my wrist in the airport. Those tsk tsk looks still haunt me, even though I had a 6 week old wrapped in my arms. In my defense, she told everyone, in stretchable distance, that we were sharing a bracelet and that we were going to give it to Papa when we got to Boston. Nine hours later, everything was handed over to Papa. Everything. Except my sanity, because that day…
Tethered was a piece of mind.
The Daily Post: Tether
