Friday Drabble: Canyons

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This one goes out for Mother’s Day.

Canyons

Though he’d seen it in countless documentaries, the magnificence of The Grand Canyon took his breath away, made him speechless.

Innumerable tones of ochre, red and orange caught the early morning light, though the Canyon’s base was still in shadow.  The far rim – barely visible – nestled in a light fog. The space between seemed filled with something more than air.

“I wanted to bring my mom here before she died,” he paused.  “I never got the chance.” She pulled him close, knowing there was little to say.

Staring across a gulf of miles and memory, he pondered the other side.

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9 thoughts on “Friday Drabble: Canyons

  1. I tried to drabble for you but it ended up being about alcohol and wasn’t at all good.
    So instead I went back and found this:
    She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes.

    Moving her legs, she lets out a sigh.

    Walking down the aisle, taking it all in,

    Letting out her breath as her new life begins.

    Smiling at her friends, winking at her mother,

    Walking towards him, she imagines no other.

    Before it starts, she shuts her eyes tight,

    Opens them again, and realizes in fright,

    She is sitting down in the very last pew,

    Watching some other woman marry you!

    Nowwwwww… don’t go reading into it (lol!)
    :) it just is something I wrote a while back.

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