“Take my hand,” the shadow had no good intentions.
The pinwheel clicked away as the wind blew.
“Do it…”
I didn’t want to.
Sometimes it isn’t a dream.
T.L. Stafford
1-18-2019
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“Take my hand,” the shadow had no good intentions.
The pinwheel clicked away as the wind blew.
“Do it…”
I didn’t want to.
Sometimes it isn’t a dream.
T.L. Stafford
1-18-2019
Whoa…. dude….
Haven’t seen you in a while or I just missed your posts. Hope you’ve been doing well. Very captivating post!
I’ve been hiding in a corner… 😉
Glad you’ve been doing what you need and better still you have a sense of humour around it!
You don’t want to listen to voices that have bad intentions.
The sound of the pinwheel is chilling.
Yeah, I heard it quite well…
You wrote it well too.
Oh my… the last line is just 😱
I’m glad you liked it, B.
You have an incredible gift at putting your emotions on your sleeve and describe them… amazing
Awww, thank you… I truly appreciate the compliment. I wish I could take it further.
I can’t imagine more than that… honestly… it’s a rare talent… and it’s just a fact… 🤗