soul sisters
Thursday, January 20, 2011
funeral
cars line the streets around our local church
people spill out of the back of the hall, standing in the midday heat
a hearse is parked across the entrance
I wonder who died:
young or old, man or woman?
someone deeply loved
will be sorely missed
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Christine
January 20, 2011 at 9:21 PM
Reminded me of my short story 'I Don't do Weddings' on my blog.
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Justine
January 20, 2011 at 11:50 PM
how sad, lovely words again.
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Reminded me of my short story 'I Don't do Weddings' on my blog.
ReplyDeletehow sad, lovely words again.
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