| General Poetry
posted January 14, 2020
A 36-year old died unexpectedly of a heart attack.
Crowded yet quiet, the room is so dim
My eyes scan the place, searching for him
Heady scent of flowers, sliding tears
My husband's son only, but mine all these years
I finally spot him standing alone
I see the small boy and forget that he's grown
Guarding her ashes, not yet knowing the cost
His eyes meet mine and I see that he's lost
I weave my way through the crowded place
Holding him close, I wipe tears from his face
His eight-year-old stepdaughter knows things are strange
But not that her life will forever change
Her grandparents are standing a few feet away
They just lost their daughter, what do I say?
Do I whisper time heals, that ancient lie?
Or do I murmur kind nothings and just let them cry?
We cannot fathom why mommies are taken
Leaving husbands and children visibly shaken
She sits on the floor and plays with her friend
But her childhood as she knows it has come to an end
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My stepsons fiance died in his arms of a heart attack the other night. No warning, no knowledge of previous problems. She has an eight-year-old daughter, and that dad has never been in the picture. Please say a prayer for all of them. Thank you
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