a piece of a book

there was a funeral that day
the snow was thick on the ground were the casket lay
white roses sat in tight bunches
while weeping crows hunched on the benches
there was a girl on the edge of the grave
her hair was long and blonde
powdered with snow
no one saw the girl
exept a dove dressed all in white
she stood at the back
her eyes were dry
she watched the girl at the grave
the two were sad
in the same way
each knew the other
but only one would grieve
the other was dead
it was her time to leave
the girl had to stand back as they filled in the grave
berrying her body
sealing her fait
slowly each crow flew away
till only one bird was left
a snowy dove
a sorrowful bird
when the last of the morners flew
the white bird reached out for the girl
her smile was sad soft and full of pain
she quitly wispered the girls name
the girl straitened and took her hand
she gave away one last happy smile
then they left
finn said her final goodbye
and so i died