PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll
Two pert little button noses poked through the railings, one set of eyes wide with amazement.
‘Is that it?’ whispered Katie.
‘Yup, that’s it’ Tom whispered back with certainty.
Katie wrinkled her nose ‘That’s Heaven, where God lives?’ The little girl was sceptical. She ran the tips of her fingers along the rusty gates. ‘But these gates are not pearly and where are the angels?’
Tom shrugged ‘Dunno, maybe they were pearly once.’
The door opened and out scurried two cloaked figures dressed in white. An old man, bearded, with white hair waved from a window.
‘Angels, GOD’ Katie breathed.
Bettina X
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Love it.
ReplyDeleteVery neatly done.
Love this, kids imaginations are really realistic.
ReplyDeleteThanks Iain
DeleteNicely done.
ReplyDeleteThanks Sandra
DeleteSweet. Love the voice of the children, their matter-of-fact tones.
ReplyDeleteThanks Magaly
DeleteSeems older siblings are always having to explain these vital facts to younger ones. (Even if a bit of fiction gets tossed in.)
ReplyDeleteHa ha yes, being an older sibling I may or may not have told the complete truth ;)
DeleteChildren and writers both have powerful imaginations, well done
ReplyDeleteCute story...
ReplyDelete...the mind of a child! Delightful.
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When I was little I thought God was the preacher in the white church down town where my grandparents attended. He used to sit behind the puplit until service started and then "magically" arise out of it with a booming voice.
ReplyDeletePure innocence. Enjoyed it
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