He sat there at the site, silently.
The countdown to the final moments had begun.
Just a few more steps, then it would be gone, hidden from sight.
It never gets old, though repeated every time.
A host of memories walked in succession through his mind.
Each event a scene that built up to the whole drama of a life and a lifetime.
He added the smiley moments, subtracted the regrets and totaled the actuals.
I will do better next time.
He walked from the burial, resolute with hope.
An old thing put to rest.
A new beginning just ahead.

*I think you can guess what I am writing about!
*Friday Fictioneers is talented group of enthusiasts penning down a story, a poem, a prose, etc., expressing their heart about a photo promptΒ© Randy Mazie

12 thoughts on “PASSING AWAY PARADE

  1. I have written about the death of a year and the beginning of another.
    There is always Rochelle.
    As long as God is on the throne.
    Prophet Jeremiah says “His mercies are new every morning”.
    Thank you!πŸ’πŸ’πŸ’

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