This little pretty went to market.
This little pretty stayed home.
This little pretty had dark blood.
This little pretty had none.
And this little pretty went
..."sob, sob, sob"...
all the way home.
In loving memory to those we have lost.
Until we too,
Rest in Peace.
See ya' soon!
Flash Fiction Friday
Every Friday, I compose a short story of 55 words
- no more, no less.
If you want to join in the fun and games and give it a try
...post your story and report to the boss