Sparrow 42

“Thank you very much for help as you can see
First time here and there is only little ole me”.

Digit‘s inward smile nearly burst his jaw
His mind was racing at the thought of it all.
His helping hand to her was soon done
Later he smiled; I will be having some fun.

The music blared as the day flew on
some tired old groups trying to sing along.
The place was filling as the evening drew near
the young lady met him, she wanted to share.

“I came here on a whim of fancy”, she cried
“No family to bother me, and never a bride”
Digit said he was the same, his folks all gone
“Let’s just enjoy the music, we sing the same song”

Digit knew that this togetherness would not begin
how could he sort out his need, if feelings crept in?
The evening drew to a close for what only he knew.
He would squeeze her hand and her feelings grew.

Together in his abode they locked in frantic bind
His mind raced he couldn't afford the loving time.
He reached for his weapon selected earlier that day
ended her heaving, dragging her life in a red bouquet.

He removed one finger from her now white hand
He knew the police would not understand.
It could take them month’s to connect the kill
with the one on his holinight up on the Wirral

Late into the moons drop, he packed her things
Left them in his tent, he had fulfilled his dreams
He didn’t look back as he left the scene
a tent was standing where two had been.

He had heard of another place close by
Cheddar Gorge and a Cave what a place to die
He headed that way but tarried a while
to think on his actions with a broad smile.

Yours Ian T
Not a proper entry to the competition,
as I myself never go to these places lol