Father has died I have know other life companion left. My mother is nowhere to be seen I look down 6ft my pale father wrapped in thin off white yellow sheets , I hear the trembles and the sudden outbreaks of crying. It was difficult laying father in the sod. I sit and wonder as my ear picks out the sound of my name being said, I listen deeper to hear, “he’s going crazy poor kid been through all this tramur.
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