A bird lay beneath the cherry tree. You said it had been lost, that its body would feed the tree. The chicks would find the cherries. Never knowing, but blessed by their loved one’s parting gift.
I lie beneath the flowers, waiting for the day you will find me again.
Eliot Gray loves the creepy and fantastical and aspires to achieve it in her writing.
Beautiful and sad and yet, hopeful. I hope we all find those we have lost.
This is beautiful. Very much enjoyed it.
Phenominal- can’t wait for more writing from this amazing author!!
Wow; this is so moving.