50 Word Stories: Scorched

I thought the clouds might look different at the year’s end. They don’t. When I look to the sky all I see are the same contained tears seeking escape; same sun trying to scorch them. Running is tiresome and no one likes being burnt. I think it’s time to stop.

9 thoughts on “50 Word Stories: Scorched

  1. Yes so many tears, today however here the Sun smiled through the clouds .. And told me no matter how many clouds-‘cloud’ our vision, The Light of the Sun is always there… 🙂

    Happy New Year to you Richard.. may 2016 be a blessed one..

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