The funeral Sanctuary

Slowly the rain starts to fall from the sky, and the shadows start to play. A crowed gathers in black, as a few words of hope are spoken. Wishes of a happy afterlife and prays of mercy for the soul of the dead. Slowly lowered down till six feet are gone, and buried with the other forsaken never to be seen again. Stone tablet of gray bleeds upon the newly dug earth to tell all the news. As the few remaining souls depart with the wind, the rain cries its last few drops and hopes to never exist again. Sorrow fills the hearts of the living and sadness has its day. The priest offers his comfort to all that are burdened with grief, as he has done time and time again. Not much he can say to the unwilling, so he leaves for the dark. The families are all alone once more, as the photos of there child is displayed to all. A notice of death, never to heal. A broken soul is forever broken, never to love again the way it did. And so is the never ending tale of life and death.