One word after the other. One line after the other. I can do this. Aspiring author Rob O’Mallard was willing himself to write but after two lines his thoughts wandered to the birds lined up outside his window.
What a peaceful and uncomplicated life these birds have! How romantic that they mate for life!
That thought led his eyes to his baby’s hook nose. The O’Mallards never had a hook nose.
“I’m as monogamous as those birds you romanticize”, his wife had sworn on her father life.
Still something bothered him. His thoughts wandered again.
The third line was never written.
I read a story as a child of a bird killing itself when it’s mate was shot by a hunter…science supported the story with it’s observation that birds mated for life…it was so romantic and then DNA technology came along and ruined the romance:
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot
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