The lone flowerA Story by Violet Skyy
I was walking down the strand the other day in South Redondo,pointing at a little flower in a field of deceased shrubs, this man utters in a soft cool spoken voice and says "The lone flower" as he continued to walk down the long ceaseless strand. Now, I'm not sure if he was talking about the daisy or the Violet....
© 2017 Violet Skyy |
Stats
139 Views
Added on October 17, 2016 Last Updated on March 1, 2017 |