Probate
A cracked windowpane. A few daffodils peek their heads through the weeds that grow tall where flowers once smiled. Purple nettle chokes the life from any grass courageous enough to try to stand in its way.
Birds tweet their dismay
the feeders are all empty—
No signs of life here
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