THAT INNOCENT STRANGER.

Image Source- Zainab. I saw a stranger in the park, sitting alone in the dark; he was just a small boy, very innocent and simple. I went to the corner, where he was sitting, gathered some leaves, and lit the fire for some light. He had a bamboo flute in his hand, “Would you like if I play it for you?” Was what he asked. Mesmerizing was the tone, and I was in love with it. Trusting myself, I took out my pen and paper, and started writing the meet with this stranger, in simple and sober words. This post is written for A Prompt Each Day - Midweek Wordle #8 .