“Look” she squealed with delight while pointing at the shooting star.
They were picnicking by the lake when the meteor shower began.
Dressed in a lavender frock with her abundant curls tied loose with thin lilac ribbons at the nape of her neck, she was a sight to behold that night.
Seeing her giggle like a little girl made his heart whistle and pop like fireworks in the sky.
They kissed for the first time under a giant celestial canopy of tiny flickering flames clashing and blending into each other.
Written for In Other Words, fireworks…
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Nicely done Piyali, you have captured a lot in your five sentences.
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Thanks, Michael. Ideas are flowing little slow this week for me.
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It’s like that sometimes
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Yes, and the feeling is scary.
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Ahh well there’s always tomorrow 😊
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Absolutely! You never know what tomorrow may bring 🙂
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Lovely imagery! A sweet story told with your 5 lines. Thanks for sharing.
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I am glad you liked it 🙂 Thanks again
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This is lovely!!❤
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Thanks, my partner in crime, the cheeseburger assassin squad 🙂
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