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Photo Credit === Danny James

Footprint in white sand

Time has no meaning for me

Sara please come back

 

Posted December 28, 2016 by Danny James in Haiku, Poetry

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It’s Time   21 comments

This flash fiction story is written for Friday Fictioneers. My little story follows the picture prompt.

 

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PHOTO PROMPT – © Sandra Crook

The decision to move his dad to Hospice care had been the most difficult decision he had ever had to make in his life.

He was seventy years old himself. At least he could take care of his dad he thought. And then the thought crossed his mind that there was no one to take care of him. But he still had time to find an answer to that question.

“What time is it, is that what you said dad?’
A withered finger crept from under the sheets and pointed toward his mouth. “It’s time” he wheezed. “It’s over.”

Yesterday & Today — 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups Week #155se– 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups Week #155   Leave a comment

This post is written for the 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups, Week #155. The subject prompt this week is “as time passes.”

 

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I entered the room and saw my grandfather sitting hunched on the floor watching the old black and white television. He had on his bib overalls that he always wore. In addition he wore an old beret, which was strange for an old man who came up north from Missouri. Huntley-Brinkly was on the news.

As time passes I enter the room and I see my son sitting crossed legged on the floor watching our new 65 inch big screen TV. He had on his old high school sweat shirt and was barefooted and  texting. Lester Holt is on news.

 

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