“ I bought these”, she
said , arranging them , three in a row, on the window sill.
“ Empty, like your brain,”
I teased her.
“ But ready to be filled with
pretty flowers, for me ”,
her reply was quick.
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Word Count : 36
Linking this to the Fiction Challenge " From 15 to 50" for September, at Shailaja's The Moving Quill.
Linking this to the Fiction Challenge " From 15 to 50" for September, at Shailaja's The Moving Quill.
