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,
get home.
Rest in Peace.
Sweet peace.
See ya' soon!
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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
G-Man!
10 comments:
Aw sad. :(
Powerful artwork and words. Once again you have given me something to reflect on ~ which is one of the things I love about your blog.
Interesting use of 55 words - creative.
My heart aches for those we lost..both physically and emotionally.
Glad I got to spend time with you last week, just hate the circumstances that brought us together.
Love ya girl...
Chelle
so many lost, yet they stay alive in our mind!
Symbolic artwork too!
Liquid you amaze me every time I visit you. You are beautiful, you are talented, you are very socially conscious, and you have a wonderfully active blog. Thank You so much for taking the time to play on Friday. Have a Great Week-End!!
Sweet peace indeed. Lovely, Liquid. :)
how very creative is this!!!! loved it.
Very dark and beautifully composed. I hope nothing immediate brought about that muse. I certainly felt the sentiment.
What creative artwork! And such an imagination. Quite nice work! Donnetta
As I read this, I was struck how each pretty was all alone! And so it seems in life.
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