Garden Music | A 100 Word Story

#984 - A story for Stories Sown With Hope

I want to thank Stories Sown With Hope for being a part of my Elite 100. I appreciate your support. This one’s for you.

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Like the five-string banjo, the sun’s rays kissed a melody on the dew, lazily laying upon the grass. Tiny animals scampered through the garden as the fiddle plucked a bouncing tune on the accompanying breeze.

A bird’s cry made them stop and look up. Beast and its prey. The mandolin followed the bird as it circled overhead, getting lower with every revolution. Then the music stopped. The wind stopped blowing. Making way for the flowers to reach up to the sky. Spreading their petals.

The bird swooped down with a crescendo of music and melody and song all at once.

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