Ficlets

Next Lifetime

To all that leave this place
With broken branches
I wish you good luck
I wish you a good night

These arms that grow
Over a lifetime
Aren’t meant to shatter
But they do anyway
And no one is ever there
To here the sound

The roots that are planted
Stay firmly in place
For so many years
But slowly die
In the darkness
We thought would never come

The body will fall
Hard, down on the ground
Left alone with no will to move on
But it never truly dies
It grows to rebirth
A new seed

To all that leave this place
With broken branches
I wish you good luck
I wish you a good night
And may your next lifetime
Be very bright.

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