At the Graveyard

I lay two flowers on my dad’s grave. The purple lavender one was from me. The other flower was a white carnation that I laid down for my sister who wasn’t able to see our dad on his birthday. It’s funny, I thought to myself. Did he ever expect us to remember these things?
I looked up, and saw that the sky had already become ash gray. It would be raining soon,. And by the looks of it, it would be a heavy rain too. Once more I ran through my mind the things I would have to do throughout the day. I have to prepare a report for Nancy. I also had to call and check up on my friend Alex. Then, I’ll go out to dinner with May. I closed my eyes, and I peered into the darkness. The harder I brought myself into these thoughts, the stronger the image of my dad became.
Although he is dead, and his body has long ago perished away - turned to dust, he still lives somewhere else. It’s not really him, I tell myself. It’s only the person that I had thought he had been.