God
God I gaze up into the starry night sky, curiously watching as orbs and bright white flashes of light whiz by, awestruck by the constellations that dance in the moonlight beams, rejuvenating in a mysterious fashion. Suddenly, my cheeks felt damp, and I noticed a warm trickle of salty water rolling down its circular mass. My gramp’s up there, I recollect through the tears, and instant flashes of his body lying so still, so peacefully, and so empty on his favorite creaky wooden rocking chair pass by. As I bask in my melancholy thoughts, a new one burst the bubble holding together the collection o...