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The Winter Storm

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The Winter’s Storm

The Christmas lights blinked like a vacancy sign around the tree.

Click-clack

Icy words beat on the bedroom door like December winds.

Tears fall like the first snow until they are hushed in the night.

Click-clack

The bedroom door opens and a searcher leaves her shelter to look for a survivor– her doll.

She gingerly picks up her friend, fortunately only her arm is slightly out of place.

The storm is gone for now,
All is calm and bright.

 
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Posted by on December 19, 2014 in Poetry, Short Fiction, Writing

 

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