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Pocket Size Stories #1091598 added June 16, 2025 at 7:57am
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Strawberries
I must visit the strawberry fields, where sunshine filters through willows. Yes, I grew up near a strawberry patch. Wild, they were, growing free in the woods. I'd scamper down the trail when Father was drunk and Mother gone, lying on my back in fields of peaceful white blossoms.
Safety flourished between mossy tree trunks, under flickering leaf shadows. Robinsong filled the air. It was something akin to heaven, which I don't expect to be invited to.
What, you say they built a busy shopping mall there? No more strawberry fields? Ah, life changes. They live forever in my heart.
Words: 100.
Written for Rachel's Beatles Challenge.
Chosen song: Strawberry Fields Forever
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