The
sun rises filling the sky with beautiful colours, the birds sing their
song in harmony, celebrating the birth of a new day. She
walks through her garden holding a small basket, as the soft breeze
sends the sweet scent of her flowers towards her. The
roses she has planted on his grave are opening to the warm touch of the
sun. In her hand she holds a letter, written to him, the only love she
has known in her life, the only love she will ever know in her life. She
kneels and places the letter on the black earth, she lays her hand on
the earth, in an attempt to reach him, to send him her love, her
devotion. Her hand reaches for the basket that she has placed next to
her, searches and find its destination. A lost tear leaves a small trace on her cheek, she lifts her hand out of the basket holding her destiny with her soft, caring fingers. A loud noise fills the morning sky, as she lays down on the black earth, her mouth forming a tender smile, for she is finally reunited with the love that made her life worth living
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