He came in from work, tired, frustrated, and, in a huff, he tossed it down. In his haste to gain nourishment from supper, he trod over it, leaving marks upon it. Upon his retiring for the evening, it lay there, alone, forgotten. The cold air of morning brought it back to mind. It was needed once again. The day wore on, and once again, it took the back seat. When he needed comfort, he drew it to him for warmth. But once the TV came on, it was again cast aside, not needed, nor wanted.
Was this an old jacket or coat belonging to this man? Or a warm, thick shirt?
No. Can you guess what is so often cast aside until needed once again?
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\/A FRIEND.
(hug someone close to you today)
(a short-short by Regina)
3 comments:
I thought you were going to say God. Hope your Sunday is going well. Paula
Lovely post. I have now found you on Technorati which I joined last week and have favourited you. Yes, we all need a hug and sometimes more than others.
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I'm still here. You're not tossed.
Nelishia
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