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AT A GLANCE
#WritcoStoryPrompt6
I can never forget the joyous days of my childhood, especially the summer when all we did was swim in the river or lie on it's edge; I clearly remember her long-legged silhouette majestically touching the lush perfumed grass, now in summer-eve bending in the gentle wind brushing her shining jet-black hair and drying her constant wet-glossy lips. It's beginning to get late now we bid each other a good night, but my girl and I contiued on, we walked side by side and barely said a word to each other just a glance now and then, now both home, I headed in the house to get my well deserved meal and her into the shed so she'll be milked.
I can never forget the joyous days of my childhood, especially the summer when all we did was swim in the river or lie on it's edge; I clearly remember her long-legged silhouette majestically touching the lush perfumed grass, now in summer-eve bending in the gentle wind brushing her shining jet-black hair and drying her constant wet-glossy lips. It's beginning to get late now we bid each other a good night, but my girl and I contiued on, we walked side by side and barely said a word to each other just a glance now and then, now both home, I headed in the house to get my well deserved meal and her into the shed so she'll be milked.
