This post was written in response to this weeks’ Three Line Thursday prompt. Three lines, 30 words maximum.

Waiting
You told me once, ‘move on, never return.’ I obeyed
Til last night, when I dreamt I slipped back
Inside and you were still there, weathered yet waiting.
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Beautiful and so much meaning in so few words…
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Thanks, Olga! Flash fiction is a great incentive for language economy. Less can be more, but it’s so hard to restrain oneself with longer fiction!
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Nicely done -and so wonderful with the photo.
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Thanks. It’s an inspiring photo. Have a great day, Noelle.💖
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