Mytwosentences 109

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The bald boy of five, dressed head to toe in a full Superman costume, had an unmistakable light in his baby blues that completely lit the carpeted elevator we were sharing with his obviously exhausted father.
As dad hyperventilated pure love through his perfectly matching Superman outfit, he looked into my tearing eyes with a heart-wrenching blend of unimaginable pride and utter helplessness.
(Photo: Edward Roads)

Written by Edward Roads

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Mytwosentences 108

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Beyond the shoal of a well traveled shoreline, past the protective breakwater, there is a not so noticeable locus of beauty where the berm of the beach abuts a backdrop of tender brush.
Eight subtle stems of civility quietly stretch within a carefully cultivated plot that was purposefully designed, without claim or conceit, by a sun-ravaged family man.
(Photo: Edward Roads)

Written by Edward Roads

Mytwosentences 107

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The delicate, settling petals of spring softly lit the burgeoning amphitheater like countless stars on a crystal clear night that assemble to stare at themselves in a virtual woodland mirror.
As their gladiatorial battleground serenely flourished near the furrows and flakey ridges of a cucumber tree, the snake and the mongoose graciously agreed to a mutually mollifying truce.
(Photo: Edward Roads)

Written by Edward Roads

Mytwosentences 106

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In addition to suspenders his son gave him for Christmas, the potbellied single parent wore plain work pants, a faded flannel shirt and salt stained boots that had seen their last season.
For the final time this winter, he climbed down from Big Yellow with a well chewed cigar stub in his mouth and fondly looked at the sky that afforded him such an endearing smile.
(Photo: Edward Roads)

Written by Edward Roads