Being the clark that I am, when I realized I had not used the prompt word in last week’s Six, “Seven. It’s a 6”, I decided to make amends by using both words in today’s Six…
Sturdy if not steadfast, the wall had finally collapsed, the slabs of prior construction now lay interred, a testament to time without claim to its past. While smaller pieces lay scattered about like warm cinnamon crumble on a half eaten coffee cake, there was nary a doubt even those would not last.
The foundation, its construction crafted to stand firm against any and all challenge, contained a chance imperfection no engineer could foresee, let alone predict. Amid question and query, debate and deliberation, what now the assessment, acquire a new architect?
Following much deliberation it was decided recruitment would begin in earnest, renewed commitment to reconstruction, all possible outcomes tabulated and figured. Submit all proposals, specifications and plans; though transient the deadline, requirements remain the same – love and persistence, tenacity and vigor, tender of heart always de rigueur.