Challenge
Today we are burying (fill in the blank) for the third time.
Write a story (or poem) that starts with this sentence.
Burial
Today we bury the hatchet
Third times the charm
Can I finally get past it?
The pain, the harm?
We’ve tried this once
And then again
Now makes thrice
My old friend
Last I saw you
What could I do?
You didn’t even fight,
Though I hoped you might
It’s over now
Though I don't like how
You’re at peace
And that gives me ease
I’ve tried before
To lay you in the casket
I’ll falter no more
My good boy, Hatchet
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