"Don't forget to pray" She whispered.
"I won't ever, no-" He bent his head
briefly squeezing her hand.
They sat in silence side by side,
she in blue and he in brown, a
brother and sister in from the farmland
of Pennsylvania.
He pulled a couple of sandwiches
out of his pocket and passed her one.
"Tea ?" She lifted a bag from the floor.
" That would be lovely, thanks."
The thermos provided steamy, dark tea
which she slid over the table to him.
They ate and drank together until
the loud speaker came on .
" One o'clock train to D.C, arriving on track four."
" Come on Mira, " He stood and reached for his hat.
" Yes, Lucas I'm coming-" She tucked the remnants
of lunch away and got up to follow him.
It was time for the next leg of their
journey, to meet their younger brothers
remains and bring him back home.
13 comments:
Wow- I didn't expect that ending. Powerful!
i was intense simple story at the beginning,a nd the ending answered why... love it!
JJRod'z
Amazing writing Izzy....thought provoking and true to the heart!
You transitioned the words of your poem beautifully ...
oh you saved the chill to the end for us...making this pic and poem all the more solemn...
Oh, what a poignant twist at the end. Well done!
wow....I followed you to the end....and smack
a brilliant story told in so few few words...
well done indeed
You brought so many qualities to this..loneliness, want, saddness..this is so personal! Excellent..
Such a sorrowful journey and they still found comfort in praying. I loved it.
So sad. Not the way one would hope a family reunion to be.
Marvelous tone poem -- then a power ending.
Well done - you've captured that infinite sadness in the painting.
What Berowne said!
Wow, just this week the remains of a local soldier killed last week in Afghanistan were returned home, accompanied by his two brothers. One is in the service, the other is not - and he had to get permission to be one to carry the casket off the plane. He wore a dark suit. God, it was terribly sad.
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