The Lonely Goatherd
While standing amongst his flock high on the mountainside, the sweetest sound did fill his ears.
“Yodelayhee, Yodelayhee, Yodelayheehoo!” The hair on the lonely goatherd’s arms standing at attention, his heart skipping a beat.
He began pushing his herd down the mountain and across the valley. He needed to know the angel calling from the other side.
Contains prompt from Sammi Cox’s
Weekend Writing Prompt #254.
Date: 2022-04-09 | Word: Yodel | Count: 57
Photo Credit: Rodgers and Hammerstein’s “The Sound of Music”.
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He won’t be so lonely when he finds her! Nice one.
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