I went for a walk the day you died
Just a few weeks ago, the Universe warned me
A storm had knocked down a huge tree
One that I saw all the time
I was sad that all that was left of it were it's roots
Spirit told me, "Nothing is immortal."
It was foreshadowing I guess
Because now you are gone
I asked for a sign from you Dad
A few minutes later I heard a loud cracking sound
A tree, or a large branch had fallen
I could not tell which
I heard, "A mighty tree does not fall quietly."
Then I went to your apartment, where Mom sat grieving
The couch where you sat still held crumbs from your snacks
The cushion dented in from your body, now gone
Mom said I could have your hoodie, the one you wore so often
When I put it on it feels like a hug from you
I took the mug I gave you
Which you drank coffee out of for decades
As a reminder of you
It felt as if you were still there
Mom saw you
I think you linger there for her
Stay awhile Dad
I don't want Mom to leave so soon
About the Creator
Kathleen Anderson
I love stories. I love to read, watch, and create stories. Since childhood, the library has always been a sacred place to me. Writing transports my soul's hidden depths so the world can share them with me.
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