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Smoke and rubble

Updated on May 22, 2015


Dr. Jefferies stared dejectedly at the pile of charred ruins before his swollen, weeping eyes. Symbolizing all that he once had; this blackened mound of smoldering ashes filled the rubble. Smoke lingered in the air; air which had once been clean and fresh. Once filled with laughter and love. His heart ached as he peered among the smoked shingles.

His wandering eyes caught a glimpse of a toy soldier and a Christmas ornament made of glass. These reminded him of his dead son lost in the fire. Suddenly, feeling fury and pain he slowly picked up the glass knickknack and heaved it against the broken wall.

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      Karen Ray 6 years ago from Oklahoma

      What tnderhrt23 said. . .not many words, but a whole lot said and felt.

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      tnderhrt23 6 years ago

      Oh My! This short little write packs a powerful whallop! Gripped my heart with its pain! Wow! White lightening, this hub!