Promise

Having been cast out, he sits upon the boulder hanging over the stream,
keeping watch on the procession up ahead.
Her boat is gently placed in the waters and cast adrift, sent along its course to meet up with the sea.
Eyes burning with tears, he watches as it makes its way.
“I shall find you, I promise you” he whispered these words as the craft containing his love floated by.

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I am an aspiring writer and what some may consider a dabbler of many things. In other words, a student of life. View all posts by Shawn

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