Prompted #2

We’re not still writing about heroes, are we?

Cubby has provided another prompt, this time asking to finish the poem that she started like this:

A hero is born not from the laurels
Of glory but from

Here’s my effort this morning.

Who Wants to be Sung About, Anyway?

A hero is born not from the laurels
Of glory but from the dull
bloodless stories
scrawled on the walls
of ages-long labors. Stories
more boring
more slow
more common
less told.
Stories so quiet you don’t
hear them unfold.
A hero is born not from the laurels
of glory, but from prints left behind
by old boots and slippers.
A hero walks mutely through
history’s whispers.

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