Every step of the way you were there, telling me, 'You couldn't do it for me.'
I remember trying to learn to ride, and you telling me, "Try it one more time...I can't do it for you."
I remember falling down on the ice, as you forced me to learn to skate. Once again, your words, "Do it one more time...I can't do it for you."
I heard those words often, 'I can't do it for you.'
However, there's a common thread in all of my learning...you were there for me.
Dad, -- listen closely, 'YOU did, do it, for me!
Writing Prompt |
Write a flash fiction story. 100 words exactly. Title not included in count. |
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100 Word Flash Fiction Contest Winner
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Author Notes
Wouldn't it be nice if all children had the love of a father?
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