50 Word Stories: Poppies in the Snow

She sold pressed poppies by the roadside their startling reds an ever present in my commute. No matter the weather, rain, sun, wind or snow, she stood there until the day she didn’t. Nobody noticed her missing, we just saw her scattered poppies bleeding into that pure white snow.

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