The brave among the good.

He told me society had become so fast paced people couldn’t see outside of themselves.

I told him the good need to be braver than ever for the lost are merely scared.

He smiled a little.

You could be right he said as his thoughts wandered back to his childhood with lock free doors and welcome signs.

His smile was sincere but his eyes had lost all hope.

I watched him pass a cup and saucer to a young girl with four children, they’re lovely he said, so polite and well behaved.

Thank you, she replied, her smile insincere, but her eyes shone with hope.

I watched him for a while as he spoke, made tea, smiled and I wondered whether he knew he was one of the good that needed to be braver than ever.

Karen Hayward ©2016.


Author: blossom666

Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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