The Old Tree
The boy and the girl were madly in love. They very well knew
that their families would never approve of their relation. But they were so
engulfed by their love that they were just not worried as to what anyone said
or thought about them.
The old, grey tree on the other side of the river was ever
eager to receive the lovers and provide them a serene and safe sanctuary; as if
they were two innocent birds lost in the confusion of that bewildering forest.
The
tree loved them as they loved each other. But the tree would often feel sad. It
had perhaps foreseen futility of their doomed lives.
Their families had eventually lost their patience with misdemeanours
of the foolish lovers and had decided to deal with them in a manner befitting any honourable family.
Both families were known for their arrogance and cruelty. The
poor lovers were not prepared for the fury that over took them.
No one but the old,grey tree had the courage to give the two lovers a refuge. The tree, like an indulgent mother, hid them in its bosom and forever.
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A post for Magpie Tales on a photo prompt.
