Daily Prompt: Conversation

Quietly, she ran through the night
her stars trailing behind her.

standing tip-toe wasn’t her thing
cowering had lost its allure.

come to me was her mantra now.
either you think I’m worth the effort
or you’re wrong.

Daily Prompt: Conversation


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    • Thank you! I’ve been somewhat circumspect the last few months and was chagrined to discover a string of largely cynical postings that revealed a mostly somber and melancholy mood. It was time to change all that! Here’s to a better, much improved 2018. πŸ™‚

      And thank you for stopping by!

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