The cloudy night casts a shadow over the river.
Sitting on the bank, I’m regretting my failures while mourning my loss.
We’d felt solace here.
You were the chuckle in my laughter. The path I walked, that kept me straight.
We spent time listening to the reverberations of the river’s course.
Your eyes twinkled as you listened to me speak tender words of love.
The placid water exudes a strange calm.
There’s a stillness in the air that surrounds me.
Looking at the reflection of my face in the serenity of the water;
My thoughts linger gently on yesterday.
Gone …
2021©Isadora DeLaVega
Genre: Flash Fiction
Word Count: 100
Photo Prompt: PennyGadd
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She’ precious ❤️❤️❤️
This was originally posted on FF in 2016. I’ve repeated it due
to my granddaughter visiting with my new great-granddaughter.
Inside the Mind of Isadora 
September 7, 2021 at 11:36 pm
Beautiful just beautiful
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September 8, 2021 at 8:28 pm
Thank you very much, Michael.
I appreciate your stopping by and commenting. Stay Safe 😷 Isadora 😎
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September 7, 2021 at 8:53 pm
the sadness is truly heartfelt. hopefully, she learns to move on.
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September 8, 2021 at 8:17 pm
I’m pleased you could feel the heartache, Plaridel. Loss, whether by death or endings, requires us to accept and move on. Thank you for reading my story. Stay Safe 😷 Isadora 😎
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September 7, 2021 at 1:16 am
This is beautifully written, Isadora. I loved the chuckle in my laughter.
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September 8, 2021 at 8:34 pm
I appreciate your stellar comment, Dale. My hubby keeps me chuckling all the time. It’s where I got the idea for that line. Thank you for being supportive of my stories. Stay Safe 😷 Isadora 😎
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September 8, 2021 at 9:59 pm
That’s such a great thing. Mine kept me laughing all the time!
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September 9, 2021 at 12:19 pm
I think laughter is the best medicine. It keeps our spirits up. Although no one can replace Mick, I do hope, one day, you find someone who makes you laugh. 😀 ❤️ 😎
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September 9, 2021 at 1:20 pm
Oh, absolutely!
I have someone… long-distance, yet it works for us.
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September 9, 2021 at 8:34 pm
I’m very happyy for you, Dale. 😍
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September 9, 2021 at 8:35 pm
Thank you, Isadora 🙂
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September 6, 2021 at 7:53 pm
So lyrical and bittersweet.
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September 8, 2021 at 8:45 pm
I appreciate your wonderful comment, Magarisa. It sure has been a long time. I hope all is well. Thank you for visiting. Stay Safe 😷 Isadora 😎
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September 12, 2021 at 7:57 pm
My pleasure, Isadora.
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September 6, 2021 at 10:25 am
Querida Isadora,
Tu bisnieta es preciosa. I love “you were the chuckle in my laughter.” The longing in the poem is tangible. We can’t get to this age without having lost someone, can we? You’ve expressed it beautifully.
Shalom y abrazos,
Rochelle
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September 6, 2021 at 2:52 pm
Querida Rochelle,
Certain memories can trigger feelings in us when we’re alone in a peaceful place. The photo is a very tranquil one. Gracias por sus buenos palabras. Be safe 😷
Abrazos y Carino,
Isadora 😎
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September 4, 2021 at 9:39 pm
The river keeps her company and flows along as she revisits her thoughts. I can’t think of a better companion for comforting as memories she cherishes pass through her.
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September 6, 2021 at 2:55 pm
Memories can be a comfort especially when peaceful places stir them.
Thanks, Lisa, for stopping by and leaving your insightful comment.
Stay Safe 😷 Isadora 😎
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September 6, 2021 at 3:20 pm
You are very welcome, Isadora!
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September 4, 2021 at 10:23 am
Beautiful and bittersweet. Everything must end, but she has lovely memories.
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September 4, 2021 at 4:22 pm
Yes, memories are wonderful to have despite the melancholy in them. Thank you for reading and commenting on my story. Be safe 😷 Isadora 😎
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September 4, 2021 at 5:02 am
Powerful story. Much emotion.
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September 4, 2021 at 4:16 pm
Yes, theres’ always a lot of melancholy in looking back at sad memories. Thank you, Tannille, for reading and commenting on my story. Have a wonderful weekend … Be safe 😷 Isadora 😎
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September 4, 2021 at 4:23 am
Nature is calming and is a place to find solace.
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September 4, 2021 at 4:09 pm
There is a sense of peacefulness when we are in natures presence. Thank you, Lorraine, for reading and commenting. Be safe 😷
Isadora 😎
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September 3, 2021 at 9:37 pm
Lovely. Memories…
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September 4, 2021 at 4:01 pm
Yes, one can enjoy looking back on memories depites sadness or sorrow. Thank you for commenting. Be safe 😷
Isadora 😎
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September 3, 2021 at 9:31 pm
Beautifully written.
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September 4, 2021 at 3:57 pm
I’m pleased you thought it was beautiful. Thank you so much for reading and commenting. Be safe 😷
Isadora 😎
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September 3, 2021 at 2:09 pm
Beautiful style and content. Draws me in quickly as I think of my widowed sister and her deep hurt and loss.
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September 4, 2021 at 3:46 pm
I’m pleased you were able to be draw into the feelings in the story, Oneta. There is a melancholy we feel during loss. Thank you for commenting. Be safe 😷
Isadora 😎
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September 3, 2021 at 10:35 am
A tender tale indeed.
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September 4, 2021 at 3:44 pm
I’m pleased you were able to feel the feeling in the story, Keith. Thank you … be safe 😷
Isadora 😎
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September 2, 2021 at 5:38 pm
The calmness is a good addition to the sadness
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September 4, 2021 at 3:33 pm
I must admit there is a melancholy feel to this story. But, loss can bring that out … can’t it? Thank you, Neil for always leaving wonderful comments. Have a nice weekend … be safe 😷
Isadora 😎
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