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I asked you by Ann Wood

I asked you:
- What are you thinking about?
And you told me:
"I do not know, the wind takes away my thoughts like ladies ..."
Then I stretched out my hand, grabbed a thought, and closed it in my hand as in a matchbox. I stuck my ear and heard the voice of the ladybird closed in my hands:
"I did not want to do that, I did not want you to go ..." she said softly.
- Smile! What if I'm gone?
The cranes are gone a long way, but one day they will come back again ...
Behind the red roofs of the houses disappears the sun, but with the sunrise it will return again ...
And the trains are back, right?
And people too ...
What are the distances - meters and kilometers? What is Time - Days, Months, Years ...
There are eyes that see even through the high mountains. There are thoughts that fly even over the endless plains. There are people who never get separated.
Smile!
There are people who in their hearts never divide! ...

Short story by Ann Wood