By Cynthia Reyes, 2014 (c)
The news evokes sheer disbelief
The loss is cast in stark relief
Like etching on a granite stone
For one you dearly love, now gone
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How can it be that one who walked
Just weeks ago and laughed and talked
Will not be coming through that door
But gone from us for evermore?
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You turn away in full denial
You shun today, your day of trial
“He was too young”, friends cry aloud
“Too young, too young, for burial shroud”
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And friends, they try to find the words
To comfort you, turn you towards
The wise thoughts that will make you strong
But this whole time just seems so wrong
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The memories, they make you weep
And yet these memories will keep
The links and ties of love so dear
With one who always was so near
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“Forget me not”, you want to say
“For I’ll remember every day
The love and times we fondly shared
The great adventures that we dared
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“And though you’re gone beyond my reach
I’ll not forget that you did teach
That life will not be always sad
But brings us both the good and bad.
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“Thank you for lessons such as this
And though your presence I shall miss
I’ll feel your kiss upon the air
And hear your voice as if you’re near
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“And in the garden smell your scent
And know that you were heaven-lent
-To those who needed you so much –
And smile at your sweet angel touch.”
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Dedicated to friends who have recently lost loves ones.
Cynthia Reyes 