Mami touched my back,
reminding me to kneel. The prayer lasted
until the rain stopped pouring,
the pallbearers standing by the casket,
white gloves on white wood.
The grass was wet at the cemetery.
Papi told me he didn't want a Catholic funeral
when he died.
"It was right for him,"
he whispered as Abuelo descended
with his red roses. Papi squeezed my shoulder,
trying his best to cry like he had yesterday
and the day before.
I held the printed obituary. It promised,
"He was born into eternity."
Now the priest rambles about communication,
how kids today don't bring situations to their parents,
and tragedies like these could be prevented
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Sorry I've been out of it for a while, school year has been hectic haha. But I'm here for the summer, but not as much as I was last summer because I'll be working. But I'm glad I'm back
I just read on my friend's Journal that she's in the hospital for God knows how long. I want to send her my and my because she was my first friend on dA and she is also a talented artist. I also just read that today is her birthday at least in my time zone. I'm never good at long, heartfelt messages but I only wish good fortune on you NearlyHeadless because dA isnt the same without you
Alright my beautiful people, finally put up some of the art that I did in the past week or so. These are the best ones by my judgement so I hope you like them. Peace out <3