Under the Sycamore Tree

PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook
PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

He would pick daisies for her

as they walked along the road.

The water under the bridge rushed

but he didn’t.

He would hold her hand

and they would lie

under the Sycamore tree,

staring at the sky

and dreaming

of their future.

Then one fateful day

he got a letter

from Uncle Sam.

He was called to fight

in a war that made no sense.

she cried

and he tried

to make the best

of the situation.

in ’73

he returned

battered and bruised

inside and out.

Ellen was gone

and so was the sycamore tree

nothing  but a memory.

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16 thoughts on “Under the Sycamore Tree

  1. Dear S&B,

    And he is left still looking for sense, bereft of love, yearning for the sun to shine again in his life. What a perfect evocation of this stellar prompt photo. Well done.



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