dear mom,
i went to daddy's funeral today
and he was planted next to somebody.
i didn't pay attention to who though.
mommy,
i heard everyone whispering
and talking about me,
and you,
and daddy,
and how sorry,
and how sad they were,
for me.
mommy,
at daddy's funeral,
aunty and uncle talked and talked.
cousin sammy talked too.
cousin mark talked also.
uncle luke also spoke.
everyone talked,
and when i went up
everyone cried.
mommy,
i cried too.
i told everyone,
how i loved daddy,
and how i wish daddy was still here,
how i wish he was here,
to tuck me in bed,
to give me goodnight kisses,
to read me a bedtime story,
to shoo away all of the bad things,
to laugh and joke with me,
to make me smile,
to brighten my day,
to buy me candy,
to spend christmas with,
and thanksgiving,
and halloween,
and how i wish just how i wish that, well,
that i wish daddy is happy in heaven.
i kissed daddy's forehead and gave him one final hug,
before they closed him up,
and placed him into the dirt.
i ran away before i could see
daddy in the ground though.
love,
ann
neatly written on her thigh.
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