Saturday Centus is a
themed writing meme. The challenge is to write 100 words to add to the
prompt started by Jenny Matlock from off on my tangent.
(Please visit her site to read the other entries.)
The writing prompt is in bold itallics....
The chair dominated the small room, so did the smell of baby powder and the chest filled with tiny t-shirts and sleepers and soft -soled shoes.
(Please visit her site to read the other entries.)
The writing prompt is in bold itallics....
The chair dominated the small room, so did the smell of baby powder and the chest filled with tiny t-shirts and sleepers and soft -soled shoes.
A baby that was unplanned and unexpected at first, and then taken back before a name could be given, before fingers and toes could be counted and kissed.
Empty arms and lost dreams weren’t covered in “What to expect when you’re expecting”.
Other children followed, grew and blossomed right on schedule.
Other children followed, grew and blossomed right on schedule.
Like with most things the passage of time dulled the worst
yearning and left only an occasional wonder of what could have been.
