The girl and the river

She sits by the water.

The river moves by, as fish take a peek every now and then.

“Do they know my broken heart?” she wonders, as nature’s carpet touches her feet.

A clumsy fish wiggles toward her then retreats.

A teardrop falls into the river.

The fish swims away.

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clarissawoodwrites

I spin words from a different space • music, the sea, and nature makes my words spin • ex-lawyer • I love turning ideas on their head •

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