“Sleep. Don’t cry. There is nothing you can do.

“They are gone, never to return. We cannot bring them back, and I am sorry, but you must live with that.”

That’s what she said, but today they died, and I will cry with the rain.

Today I am an orphan.

Matthew Trotter is 21 and lives where the wind carries him. He enjoys writing to pass time and reads as much as he can.