Mary Monaghan

Ashes to Ashes – A drabble

Ann looked at the parched patch on the lawn. It looked scarred, unhappy and desolate so close to the vibrant colour of Tom’s rose garden. Would the faded lawn ever recover? She hoped so. Tom would have loved to see his rose garden looking so splendid but its beauty was marred by the dead lawn in front of it.
When his family came in a few weeks’ time she would cover the patch with a table decorated with flowers, photos of Tom and the urn with his ashes to scatter over his beloved roses. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.


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