Freeze-Dried

Snapshots of our life together slither away from me like snakes in the grass. Some move too quick for me to grasp—then some move slow like honey dripping from the bottle. I gracefully grab onto those precious moments and place them safely in the freezer so they never spoil. Each moment is trapped in the ice—freeze-dried like the breast of a chicken—so anytime I crave our memories I can allow them to thaw until they are fresh in my mind.

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5 Comments

  1. Your writing is beautiful

    • I’m glad you enjoy it 🙂

  2. Reblogged this on Keep calm and keep blogging..

  3. Your site is a goldmine of creative writing! Love it! Also, thanks for visiting my blog.

  4. really like the honey dripping from the bottle. good memories to be sweet. overall very nice !!

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