Amber Silverblood: Chapter Fifty Eight
I looked at her helpless little body lying there on the bed, and was forcibly reminded of how she'd looked in the funeral home. i'd put her in that funeral home. i'd put her in that bed.
Dark Growlithe - Chapter 22
After the funeral life for the pack went back to normal, a very subdued and solemn normal but everything happened as it always did. for dark growlithe though nothing was normal.
the reason for the inactivity
This story here i wrote shortly after my mothers death. the day of the funeral. no i didnt tell anyone. really didnt want or need to. i just feel like sharing this. ###### and the warrior fought on. she fought and fought. blocking each attempt on her life
A Glass Of Water
But he died on duty, and there was even a state funeral for joey. only one thing made her wonder: shortly after the funeral the owner of the insurance company by himself appeared at her home.
Relief..
"when's the funeral?" i asked. "funeral?" eddie repeated. "burial, cremation, whatever the authorities do with dead bodies?"
Amber Silverblood: Chapter Twelve
"our sources tell us she's at the funeral home next door to the burger shack. it's pretty simple: we go in, and get her out." "and then what?" i asked. "we bring her back here with us." "what about her parents?" i persisted.
Reoccurring bad dream
I was devastated and started crying very hard, i couldnt stop to talk to anyone or reply to questions, and i didn't stop crying until a parade was held a few days later for his funeral which is when my dream ended.
why?
There will be no sad faces as a funeral, i'm just another in marked grave waiting to happen. as i limped away i wondered where it all went wrong. where did my friends and family go? and when did i become so alone.
Poem #55: Coming to Terms
The skin melts off bone leaving the soul to depart and the eyes stare at the universe blackness deepens in the mind the heart stops fingers curl into nothing grasping at the air and the eyes see life leave the remains are scattered the funeral
A Day With No Tide (excerpt)
"i swear, you'll be late for your own funeral," delphine was saying, stomping her foot for emphasis even as anna opened the door.
A Silent Soul- Chapter 10
I'm still really shaken up from the funeral and i really don't want to be alone." i had to restrain myself from begging as i popped the question. without hesitation he answered, "of course. i know it must be hard on you.
Wasted
Shoot the gun, for there is nowhere they can run, win the fight and save the day, or family by their graves will pray, the rulers sit and eat a feast, they couldn't care, not in the least, they don't see the soldier's hell, or hear the ringing funeral