You look into my eyes so much trust, more hope.
Peering over my glasses into blue tear filled eyes.
What can I do to erase the tears ~
where sorrow lays?
I look at my note pad – it’s empty!
Suddenly I feel tears
Your tears are now mine
you are set free
It’s another week of Friday 55 Flash Fiction hosted by the coast to coast host – G-Man. Join us as we write fiction in 55 words.
Thanks for the photograph: Quinn Dombrowski http://www.flickr.com/photos/quinnanya/3048578677/lightbox/