With the Tree to Surrender

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She opens the ceramic jar and the bitter scent of the ashes greets her nostrils.

She breathes it in; she prays its scent will last.

She pours the ashes around the tall, lonesome tree located behind their house. After she ensures it is a perfectly-shaped circle, she sits before the tree and her mind wanders. Her plump lips tremble as memories crash into her head.

“Let me kiss the tree when I fade; let me live with it.”

In a matter of minutes, the sun will sleep and night will rise. It has been a day.

“I’ll miss you, Mama.”


Thank you for reading this story. If you want to talk about random things with me, do not hesitate to reach me through my “Contact” page. All the best love, my dear.

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