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In Days of Isolation

In Days of Isolation – Published in The Drabble – June 3, 2020

The weathered pink door calls to me as I pass by. And each time I pass, I smile. It speaks to me of happiness, springtime, love, and chocolate hearts. The aging paint clings to stories of magical days past, of memories, treasured memories engrained in the fading hue.

Behind the love kissed door I imagine the home of the fairy godmother. The bubbly-faced, wand-carrying woman who bestows goodness on unexpected souls. A whisper of movement alights the tinkling of bells as she floats through the air leaving a scented mist of peppermint drops and strawberry kisses.

Hints of happy tomorrows.

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