I love light, I love to write, I love life – I create my words and images to capture the light in my life.
It seemed to be a big task. How would he ever manage to complete it?
It’s not as if he had any prior knowledge or even the necessary skills. Just his hopes and dreams – and that would have to be enough.
He would tackle the challenge little by little and in a long while it would be done. He picked up the pen and started to write.
Once upon a time…. there was a little boy who had a dream…..
Misty hills and vales Stepping to the horizon We wish we could fly. And if we could fly Would we escape to the sky And soar way up high Maybe we would flee To another world of glee The joy to be free If we could just fly What else could there be to spy Above that white mist. Search the horizon But what if the earth is flat We fall off the edge. Life choices are ours To dream of different times Could, should or would we?
This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, July Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’
https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2020/07/01/july-writing-prompts-2/
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