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rad802
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0 posted 2009-04-16 01:38 PM


I am walking down the street. I am young and life is full of promise.
From one of the windows of the houses I am passing a pretty young girl beckons to me. I walk over to the door of the house and knock. Nobody answers. I wait for a while and then continue my journey. This happens many times and finally I just stop going up to the houses when girls call to me. Many years pass. Then one day as I am walking past a house and I see the face of an angel. She is smiling at me and she has the loveliest eyes. She beckons to me and I notice that the door is open. I go up to the door and tap on the door jam, I am very excited, then I knock and I wait. After a while I become tired. I lay down on the front porch and fall asleep. It is cold and I am uncomfortable so I don't sleep very well. In the morning I get up walk back out to the street and continue my journey. I look back at the house a few times as it fades out of view but I never forget that lovely face and that beautiful smile.


Rick Delmonico

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1 posted 2009-04-16 08:52 PM


Rick,

Many of us dream the dream of a figure that is our angel in disguise, yet we might never meet them.

I think you met yours, but she is still in your future.


JamesMichael
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2 posted 2009-05-01 06:37 PM


Enjoyed...James
fractal007
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3 posted 2009-05-17 01:06 AM


I loved the "been there done that" mentality as it is reversed in this vignette.  Where once there were only women beckoning from houses -- your symbol for the many fruitless distractions of modern life perhaps? -- there now is an angel.  

But the vignette ends with a sad and perhaps ironic twist.  The protagonist can't seem to stop walking away.

Life's short.  Think hard!
Me!

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