FLASH FICTION FRIDAY 55
Her playmates had chanted out the letters, "M-A-R-R-I-A-G-E", followed by, "first comes love, then comes marriage, here comes Mary with a baby carriage".
Sixteen's first love and petals went flying, "He loves me, he loves me not".
IV lines lay across her wrinkled hand.
He'd been gone ten years.
Would she be with him soon?
Prayer Girl
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Flash Fiction Friday is hosted by G-Man.
17 comments:
Oh, I love these stories of a lifelong romance.
Glad you are feeling better.
Blessings, hugs, and prayers,
andrea
PG...
Just cause you've been sick doesn't mean that you have to be so concerned with the inevitable!
Lighten Up!!!
(just teasing)
Your 55 was very thought provoking this week...Perfect!
Thanks for visiting, thanks for playing, I hope you feel better, and have a Kick Ass Weedk-End...G
Wow. That's terrific. So much packed into so few words.
oh wow, how very sweet and sad, i think so far this week this is my favorite 55 yet. beautifully written
Oh this is so bittersweet and amazing...tears are here in my eyes understanding the joy and the sorrow of love.
Thank you PG!
Wow, beautiful and bittersweet! Thanks and have a great weekend!!
Good one PG. Hope you are doing better. Blessings.
I loved your 55 - how sweet - and my how time flew!
Hey, this is a good "55", PG! The progression of time. Hmmmmmmm.
Yes...sad, but not really, just that we ALL dislike admitting our frailty.
wow, such a span in 55 words.. loved it..
my 55 is up
flashpoints of life...i hope she will be soon. smiles.
A good marriage would be a wonderful thing.
Have you ever heard the song by Kathy Mattea "Where've You Been?"
I guess your post just reminded me of that song.
Bittersweet is human love. And well worth the price of admission.
:)
I found this really touching.
an everlasting love, how beautifully sad...
That almost made me cry.
Very powerful indeed.
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