Saturday, January 25, 2014

Sighing away a dream





Standing in front of the unfinished building she looked, with a tear in her eye. The bay window in front was to overlook the garden where the little one could play and she could watch from her kitchen. The dream of the gurgle and the sparkling laughter. It would all remain ,just a dream...

This is in response to the 55word fiction prompts at Marathon Bloggers.


3 comments:

Shailaja V said...

I want to know more! Such an intriguing take!

Prats said...

Shylaja In fact while I was writing this, I so wanted to continue..so many thoughts were tumbling along. Maybe one day I will

ashmita said...

So good....wish it had continued