Tiny Story: Old

Posted on Oct 3, 2019Oct 3, 2019 by Shaily Agrawal

The old tree sat alone. He offered neither shade nor food anymore. Nobody cared to visit: birds nor squirrels.

When the storm uprooted him and his fruit-bearing progeny, nobody missed him nor mourned his loss.

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Author: Shaily Agrawal

I am an Instructional Designer, avid reader, small-town woman and working mother with a fish-eye perspective. I have just published my first book, The Forest Bed and other short stories. If you like my stories on this blog, feel free to Like, Comment, Reblog and Share. You can reach me at shailygrwl@gmail.com or through my Facebook page facebook.com/shailyagrawalwrites/ View All Posts

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Elizabeth says:

Oct 4, 2019 at 2:37 am

But the insects will delight in devouring the remains.

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1. Shaily Agrawal says:
  
  Oct 4, 2019 at 1:23 pm
  
  Unfortunate truth of old age
  
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  1. Elizabeth says:
    
    Oct 5, 2019 at 1:42 am
    
    So true.
    
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