Six Word Stories (11)

Red is the color of so many things. Holly berries, rose’s, valentine hearts. Red is also the color of loss. Red is the color of grief. Red can be the color of hope.

Some women are relieved by the color red. Some are heart broken. For some it’s a mixture of the two, a sweet painful cocktail of red.

As the world grieves losses, what-ifs and separations, our words mean so much more. May we use their power to build up, rather than tare a part.

The beauty of simple things hide in the strangest of places. Have you wondered what sights a cigarette butt has witnessed? Or what about the frayed fiber from a jacket, pulled free and discarded?

I wonder what stories they could tell us, if they had voices?

©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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5 thoughts on “Six Word Stories (11)

  1. You’re so excellent with words!

    I know… I say the same things over and over… but I’m still as impressed now as I was when I first started reading your blog.

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