Saturday Centus time, a themed writing meme. The challenge is to write 100 words to add to the prompt started by Jenny Matlock from off on my tangent.
The writing prompt is in (bold) itallics...
I run my fingers over his name and his status.
Son, brother, father, and two dates.
One birth, one death.
Facts written within the stone .
It doesn’t tell of his love of lemon things, his son, or me.
It doesn’t show his yellowish blond hair, his blue eyes, his wicked sense of humor.
The stone seems to be the most touchable thing about him left, but wait, I can touch a raindrop, a sunset, a bird in flight.
His soul continues all around me.
Until that time we meet again.