Untitled (the old woman's death)

THE WHITE ROSE LAYS IN THE WINDOW NEAR THE DOOR. THE FAMILY GATHERS TO SEE THE PASSING OF ONE THEY ADORE. SHE'S SICK, SHE'S WEAK. "I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE". SHE CRIES OUT WITH ALL HER MIGHT, "LAWD IM COMIN HOME DIS NIGHT". HOURS HAVE PASSED, AND THE WOMAN SEEMS STILL. SUDDENLY SHE VANISHES, WITHOUT GOODBYES AND WITHOUT TEARS. THE WHITE ROSE THAT LAY IN THE WINDOW BY THE DOOR, HAS WITHERED AND DIED. HER PAIN IS NO MORE.