Today’s prompt is to write a death poem.

Sprawled upon the greenest grass
The sun shining warmly upon my skin
Looking up at sky so blue
Telling you about my day
Laughing about a silly story
We had once shared
Remember when’s
Quiet moments
In a field full of many
Rolling over
Arms hugging a mound of earth
With 6 feet of dirt between us
Above so warm
Beneath
So cold.

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