I missed the deadline on this, but I’m going to write it anyway: 33 serious words, one of which is the word ‘stone.’
tea garden – stone pathway (Photo credit: egg on stilts)
Mom placed the stepping stone between two peonies. It didn’t lead anywhere.
Sometimes, I stood on the hexagon of concrete and pebbles.
But my father wasn’t there, just the box of his ashes.
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That is rather sad. Beautiful, but sad.
Thank you. It’s true.
The best writing always is
Lovely, sad and beautiful. I really like the part about the stone not leading anywhere.
Thank you. It’s a true story.
I’m very sorry to hear that, Kylie.
Nice… deadlines don’t matter, as long as you write… I like that.
Thank you.
Wondrous. No graver stone led anywhere further.
Thank you
Very moving. I, too, appreciated the imagery of the stepping stone leading nowhere. oxox.
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