Challenge
Challenge of the Week CXXXI
The Last Time. Perhaps it was the final time you ever did something. Or perhaps it was just the most recent time you did it. Perhaps still, it will be the last time. Either way, it is the last time... Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
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From the Grave
I saw your face as I sunk down,
deeper in the ground.
I saw your tears mix with the air,
till your eyes were dry and bare.
I heard your silent, slow goodbyes,
sent both below and towards the sky.
I heard your breathing miss a beat,
with your gaze never rising above your feet.
This marked the end of our long life,
filled with love and filled with strife.
This marked the end of our prime,
as we said our goodbyes for the very last time.