friday fictioneers: small…and alone

©Tales_From_the_Motherland

If I think small, petty thoughts…it’s reflected in my stature.

If I hold tight to my pocketbook…it’s reflected in my stature.

If I offer no kind words…it’s reflected in my stature.

If I show no compassion…it’s reflected in my stature.

If I take my problems out on others…it’s reflected in my stature.

If I genuflect to my own image…it’s reflected in my stature.

If my life begins and ends with me…it’s reflected in my stature.

If I am God…it’s reflected in my stature.

I am an island…unto myself.

It’s reflected in my stature.
Enjoy other 100 word flash fictional stories at…
http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/

 

18 thoughts on “friday fictioneers: small…and alone

    • Thanks, Bjorn. I don’t often consider myself in the league of writers like you and Rochelle. To have you pay me such a compliment is very much appreciated. I’m a pretty straight forward writer. Subtle nuances escape me. I’ll keep trying…hugs!

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