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Rated: 13+ · Short Story · Writing.Com · #1571766

55 word story for a contest

  Away with last week’s daisies, fresh water in the vase, this week yellow and red roses, her favourites, her birthday. The grass is soft under knee but unkempt; my scissors work on the thick green blades, all the trimmings into a bag.  A neighbouring cross casts a shadow. 

Until next week baby girl, happy birthday. 
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