She

“She has not come here for the last two nights.”

“How can you say that?”

‘The lawn is covered with petals if she comes. The flowers can’t resist falling to meet her……”

“Jack” barked the police inspector, “I need a witness, not a lover or poet.”

“It was a New Moon yesterday….”

“Gawwdd”

 

Twittering Tales #96


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