Saturday, 12 April 2014
He walked aimlessly on the streets unaware of his destination
With a bottle in his hands he tried to quench his relentless thirst that disagreed to replete
His jubilant life had been snatched away in a moment of unpreparedness , throwing him out of the car but engulfing his family within
Tears of anguish marked it’s presence on his plump face
People were busy in some kind of festivity nearby
Dancing to tunes of the orchestra , a jovial old man pulled him in
“ Life is a big celebration Son , let go what you can’t change and live it up without regrets “
Word Count : 101 Words
Linking up this post with Friday Fictioneers with the above photo prompt .
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