On her funeral, her families and friends put together a slide show of her life in pictures, kinda like the ones played at those weddings???
It’d started out with her as an infant, her first step, her first word, so many firsts, to be recalled. Her life had been a run-on, like the sentence? She just, kept going, going, going, ‘til she’s finally gone, and, the story of her life, it’d played on, like a projector that’s broken, it just, looped around, endlessly, guess that, would be how her life was, huh?
Her life in pictures, there were ups, and downs, and, a whole lotta in-betweens, and, none of that mattered now, she’s gone, and, she’d managed to change so many lives, and, brightened up people’s lives with her mere presence, and, although she was real young when she’d passed away, nobody can disagree, that in her short life, she’d made the most of her time here.
Her life in pictures, but how? How can someone’s life, be reduced to a few pictures? After all, a person is changing, growing, every single day, and, there’s NO way possible, that anybody can manage to capture every single breath the someone takes………