Be-Bop-a-Lula | A 100 Word Story

#687 | Page of Axes | Rhythm and Soul Tarot

Today on Erica Drayton Writes, the Prompt is song!
Write a 100 word story.
And tag me if you take up the challenge.

He was born with a guitar in his hands. He learned to strum before he learned walk. His first words were a song. Taking away his guitar is like taking away his voice…

The guitar glistened in the sun,

He played and he played till the work was done.

Then he laid himself down on the grass

And waited for the time to pass.

As the sun began to set

And the ground got good and wet.

He died with a guitar in his hands. He learned to bleed before he learned to love. His last words were a song.

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