Winter Woods (pexels.com)
There was a bench all covered with snow. In the woods deep inside a park. This bench sits wondering when will the people be back and sit and have conversations again while sitting on me. I so do love the sound of voices of all kinds. When will the voices return for me.
(I hope he won't mind by Mr. Paul Stewart gave me this idea of writing 53-word stories from an article he wrote.)
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Mark Graham
I am a person who really likes to read and write and to share what I learned with all my education. My page will mainly be book reviews and critiques of old and new books that I have read and will read. There will also be other bits, too.
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