In moments of stillness, when the chaos quiets and nature reveals its gentle truths, even a fleeting beam of sunlight becomes a messenger of...
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
Thursday table cost
His business suit,
A little crumpled.
What with day's deadlines?
Still on time.
For an early dinner
And
The ring.
All nerves.
And all butterflies.
But she walked in,
Hand-in-hand,
With black coat and black tie.
Thursday table cost?
A broken heart.
Ah, nicely done!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Grace
DeleteLove her walking in with another suit!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Kymm
DeleteNice job, Ruby! It's a great little story, start to finish.
ReplyDeleteThank you Christine for your encouragement
DeleteThank you so much for your kind words Jo
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