Today’s Tiny Tale: Phoenix

They had finally, completely written her off. But she rose from the ashes. She said, "This is what I do best. I am a Phoenix."

Not the Same

It's raining, Like it always does, Like it always will. But it's just not the same. The drops are hitting the ground, With a funny flop, With a loud thud. But it doesn't sound the same. The sky is dancing Displaying the light, Displaying the dark. But it doesn't look the same. The wind is [...]