I had tea with a young girl today. She’s young enough to be my daughter. We had a great conversation and lots of laughter. She said I inspired her. If only she knew how much she inspired me. The fire in her eyes brightened my day and the gray skies.
Dedicated to Ms. A.
3 thoughts on “fifty words in a story – fire”
A though-provoking piece, Sobhana. And yes, for me, it’s never one way or the other. The older have something precious to offer the younger, and vice-versa, and the fire never goes out.
Thank you, Steve 🙂
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My pleasure, Sobhana.