#writephoto #wistful
She returned to the moor
every hill a passing memory
veils of tears ran down her face
each time she remembered the angry rant
now she had thrown the ring back at him
she was returning to her cottage – in pieces
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Born and Bred in Salford, England - I live a short distance from Old Trafford - Home to Manchester United Football Club. I volunteer at Sale Harriers athletic club and at Imperial War Museum North - where i help as a guide to visitors in the galleries. A blogger, photographer, volunteer and occasional writer. View more posts
The Inkwell 
I’m guessing she regrets her impulsive action. A poignant piece indeed.
Here’s mine!
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A dream lost … or torn asunder…
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