Whenever I am lonely I come hereTo shed a silent tear
The clouds remind me, of cotton candies I loved as a kid
I miss my parents, I meant to call them. I swear, I did
Suddenly, like the sunshine tearing out of the clouds
My mobile phone started ringing out loud
I see, screen flashing a name
It was Mom
She changed the lone tear to a happy one
This post is written for Friday Fictioneers
For a minute there, I thought the parents were going to be dead. Glad I was wrong.
ReplyDeleteMissing someone dead or alive is hard, atleast the ones alive can make you feel good
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