Three Had Travelled

a day to remenber the lost and fallen

The steady flowing rain left the two without a single stich of dry clothing. Their embrace was more for leverage than comfort. For their hearts and souls were numb. 

 A wretched East wind only added to their misery but with a steady stride and purpose of step they kept walking. I would image they were anointed in tears. However, if that was true the conditions concealed it.

Finally they came to a stop, the two stood there alone. No one else had fought the rain to stand on this barren place.

 A bagpipe could scarcely be heard, as 13 folds of ‘Stars and Strips’ were placed in their hands and where three had travelled only two turned to go.

Reviews

[Neville]

An emotionally charged write for sure... Good Luck my Friend..... N

[Cherrie]

:) thank you Neville

[Neville]

Always my pleasure Cherrie.... Neville

[Brianna Brie]

This is such a creative piece to honor the fallen. War makes little sense, but something we can all relate to is the loss of a loved one. Great ending! Thanks for entering it into the "Never Again" contest.

[Cherrie]

thank you Brianna

[Southern Cross]

Gave me chills you did on this very warm Miami day..

[emmajoy]

Tragic. Memorable.

[Ed Hart]

you touch so many things in your writing Cherrie, such a large and benign openness

[?]

Beautiful Cherrie...touching piece...
"anointed in tears" that hit me....