Her First Crush

The pink flamingo was thinking about her first crush.

“That man is no good for you!” her friends told her.

“He will never come back to you,” they said, but she still waited every single day.

She waited for the bird with the long legs and strange, yet silky white feathers.

She fell in love with a heron.

 

Written in response to Patricia’s Place: flamingo

 

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