With trembling hands
I packed a handful of sand
Stretched out my hands
And my whole world became vague
From dust we come and dust we shall return
In that nervousness
An excruciating pain enveloped me
I bursted into tears
As I bid Papa farewell
To the great beyond
Submitted for the Daily Prompt – Tremble.
Peace and Love!
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