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Submitted to Contest #287
The Hibiscus TreeA moment in grief The wind was rustling through the hibiscus tree, swaying back and forth, softly dropping the pink flowers into the sparkling pool below. I watch the birds dancing in the branches as I sit in the grass, letting the wind whip my hair around my face. I hear my daughter calling my name, searching for me, bringing me back to reality. The backdoor slides closed somewhere behind me “Mummy, what are you doing, I was looking for you!”I take a breath and gather myself as she walks over. I look up at her sweet face ...
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