Thursday, February 14, 2013

Friday 55



Stories of 55 words have less calories than leftover Valentine candy and the G-man enjoys them, so kindly share.


“For you,” the woman offered cheerfully, handing him a small card.  “God bless you.”

It was a colorful swirl, like a Valentine’s Day hurricane.
Ironically, it mirrored his current life.


                                              Chaotic.
Disrupted.
Unsettled.

Perhaps he just needed an attitude adjustment.

With a sigh, he tossed it on his desk.
And it changed.
Making him smile.






In case you find it hard to read it says
HOPE: put wings to your dreams. 

6 comments:

G-Man said...

Hope giving Hope?
Not redundant at all...:-)
Very clever Young lady
Loved your colorful 55
Thanks for playing, you ROCK The Carolina's and parts of Georgia.
have a Kick Ass Week-End

G-Man said...

hehehehehe...Canasta!!

Myrna R. said...

I like this. Obviously your name suits you. We all need more hope in these modern times.

Yvonne Osborne said...

I like it. Now why didn't someone give me a Valentine's Day hurricane card? Happy belated Valentine's Day!

Chef Files said...

I don't need 55 words to describe my wee pal Hope when one will do very nicely.

Delicious.

Pat said...

Whar Myrna said.