Drabble: Gray Sky

[dame_margaret]

Gray Sky

The gray sky hangs above all the people, walking slowly, standing sadly.  Flowers are strewn along the path to say farewell.  Brave faces on the two most distressed.  Her babe is gone; his son is still.  The would be more, but this was the first of hope to come.  Little boy, tiny box conveyed to the sleeping ground.

Comments

[archaeologist_d]

Very sad.

[dame_margaret]

Yes, it is very sad. I didn't plan to write such a sad drabble, it just came out.