She closed her blinds and held her book to her chest
Seldom did she read as much as she duressed
Seemed life was not the same without his face
Soon a beam of light across her graced
She realized the ray was his own sentiment
Suddenly she opened the blinds for window treatment
This is my Six Sentence Story/Poem for this week from the prompt “Treatment.”
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