The Road to Paradise Pocket
“Come now little one, under your covers you go” A booming voice sounded throughout a dimly lit rustic cabin.
Tiny feet began thumping a few rooms over as the large gray man sat on a bedside stool and gazed out into the blowing snow outside. It had been snowing for days now, another day and his view of the outside may begin to obscure. He could hear the wind breaking now though, not as harsh and powerful as it had been the day before, his vision a few yards further, and the sun a hair brighter that afternoon. Yes it would break by morning, the snow would stop and the sun would cast its warm healing rays over the tiny frozen town.
Comments (17)
Nice work ❤️ I’m new here hope my stories are good 😊 just like the ways you guys get to top stories
If You let one rip Your boss is sure to crack a smile, maybe even a chuckle. Nothing breaks the ice at a urinal like breaking the wind.
Nines, definitely no place for discussion!!! LOL!!! Congratulations on Top Story!!!💕❤️❤️
lol. Love the title after reading the poem. Congrats!!!
I love your Senryu!!!
Haha, this one is funny. Great job!
Congratulations on your Top Story🎉💯📝✌️😉♥️🌟
Very goody
Nice one
Congratulations on your Top Story, well deserved
Hilarious and very real
Spot on for the challenge. Well done!
I like this one a lot! Real estate matters...;)
"Hey there. How's it hanging?"
Lol, this is awwkkkkkwaarddd! Loved your Senryu!
Oh, now that fulfills the brief.
Ha ha! Brilliant 😂