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Man in the Cemetery
I stopped at a red light. I saw a man with snow white hair. Next to his truck, Door still open, As if he is telling himself, "I won't stay for too long," He’s staring at a gravestone; his wife. He takes his head in his hands. The light turns green. |
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Man in the Cemetery I stopped at a red light. I saw a man with snow white hair. Next to his truck, Door still open, As if he is telling himself, "I won't stay for too long," He’s staring at a gravestone; his wife. He takes his head in his hands. The light turns green. |
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Every time I read this, I feel like Im back in Valdosta, GA, passing the cemetery- seeing that man. It was so powerful, and it only last 30 seconds. It just shows how the smallest moments in life can be among the most impacting.
Thanks for reading! |
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Sounds like an ending or there could be a continuation...really nicely done. Suspenseful in wonderment.
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Impressive Write!
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