Green flashes amongst the grey raise my head and my spirits. I smile, my heart lifting a little, as I continue onward towards my wife’s grave.
I pause briefly, standing tall over her headstone, as I once did her own head, thinking of how I would look down into her beautiful eyes, before crouching to lay flowers. Then I sit and talk, tell her about my week, about work, our families and friends; drinking tea together, often the precursor and underlay of our conversations.
Then I leave, looking out again for the parakeets.
Next week I’ll tell her about her.
**
Green flashes amongst the grey raised my head and my spirits. I stopped, smiling up at the bright invaders of an often grisly space. I’d always liked it, though, hence why I always walked through it, even though doing so lengthened most journeys.
Looking down again I noticed the door to the chapel was open. A man and a woman, each in Victorian dress, stood in the doorway beckoning me forth.
Only once inside did I notice the cold; and realise I didn’t know how I’d got there.
I’d been downtown...
A man stepped forward and asked me my plans.
I pause briefly, standing tall over her headstone, as I once did her own head, thinking of how I would look down into her beautiful eyes, before crouching to lay flowers. Then I sit and talk, tell her about my week, about work, our families and friends; drinking tea together, often the precursor and underlay of our conversations.
Then I leave, looking out again for the parakeets.
Next week I’ll tell her about her.
**
Green flashes amongst the grey raised my head and my spirits. I stopped, smiling up at the bright invaders of an often grisly space. I’d always liked it, though, hence why I always walked through it, even though doing so lengthened most journeys.
Looking down again I noticed the door to the chapel was open. A man and a woman, each in Victorian dress, stood in the doorway beckoning me forth.
Only once inside did I notice the cold; and realise I didn’t know how I’d got there.
I’d been downtown...
A man stepped forward and asked me my plans.
Written for the Light and Shade Challenge from the following picture prompt:
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