"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." ~George Bernard Shaw

"Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time." ~Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Magpie Tales #301

I yelled "Go away"
But he did not listen to me
I screamed for help
But no one could hear me
And when the police arrived
It was too late for me 
Both images by Ed Ross
Thanks to Tess Kincaid for Magpie Tales
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  1. Oh that's frightening. I've seen this happen for real way too often in my working life. I'm glad I don't have to do that anymore. Very well done.

    Have a fabulous day Kathe. Big hugs to you and tons of scritches to Miss Lucy. ♥♥♥

  2. There is a darkness in her eyes...she has felt the thorns of life! Chilling poem..

  3. Scary that this is too often the case.

  4. Too true too often. Well done.

  5. Yes, she looks like someone who has battled life a bit. Well done.


  6. Anonymous6:06 AM

    oh wow. very powerful and sad. I thought this photo had a haunting appeal. great work.

  7. sighs. A sad reality


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