Five Minute Friday: Lose

(So, I’ve been participating in a “writers’ flash mob” of sorts called Five Minute Friday. In response to a one-word prompt, hundreds of writers sit down and write for five minutes flat. No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font or punctuation; unscripted and unedited. Here’s today’s edition…setting the timer….)

Five Minute Friday: Lose


With breakfast in my belly and a busy day ahead, I pushed the button to open the garage door so I could fetch the morning paper from the box.

As the door rose into the air and the morning light slid across the floor, something caught my eye.

The sun highlighted a small, fragile, and disconnected-from-its-owner cicada wing on the concrete floor just behind my car.

Cicada wing on concrete floor.

The sight, surrounded by typical garage clutter, was at once sad and beautiful.

The wing no longer served its original purpose; its cicada owner no longer winging through the air from tree to tree.

But it was also stunning in its simple, delicate design.

This lost wing reminded me not to lose sight of an important truth.

Beauty exists, even in moments of loss.



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