3WW CCCXXIV

As you well know, each week I post three words. You write something using the words.

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This week's words:

Bask; verb: Lie exposed to warmth and light, typically from the sun, for relaxation and pleasure; (bask in) revel in and make the most of (something pleasing).

Grief; noun: Deep sorrow, especially caused by someone’s death.

Raise; verb: Lift or move to a higher position or level; increase the amount, level, or strength of; cause to occur or be considered; collect, levy, or bring together (money or resources; bring up (a child); bring (someone) back from death; noun: An increase in salary.

4 comments:

M. A. S. said...

Hi all. Happy day 10 poems (or day 11).

bennaga said...

Mea culpa.

Emma Major said...

these words jumped off the page for me, wonderful prompt, thanks

Sharp Little Pencil said...

This prompt, amazing. Words called for an Irish wake, in the best sense... thanks! Amy