Photo Prompt – Spirits

I assumed it was a spirit

Watching over me. 

I stared at the shadowy figure on the grass, for nearly an hour

Overwhelmed with emotion.

My eyes glossed and vision blurred

I wondered who it was…

My Grandmother, Father?

The longer I stared,

The dizzier I became.

Eventually, I had to sit.

Plunking into a chair, I looked over, 

And saw what caused the shadow on the grass.

Turns out, it WAS a spirit

…the empty bottle of bourbon I’d left on the railing.

(84 words)

Photo prompt offered by, https://rochellewisoff.com/2020/11/18/12067/

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