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After we laid you to rest I sat at the beautiful site
            where you took your final last breath.
Under a pine tree with a fount in sight,
        thinking about your awful tragic death. 
I brought your favorite flowers, orange lilies-
                wept like a baby then fell to my knees. 

I shouted, “God why have you forsaken me!”
         Eyes swollen with tears running down my face.
“I know I should feel joy that she’s finally free,
  but you didn’t save my sister Karen with grace.”
I heard nothing in response and fell asleep,
        the pain traveled through my veins, cut too deep.

            I awoke and saw ducks swimming in the pond,
I went to get bread next door at the grocery store.
All of a sudden I saw a man that I stumbled upon,
     looking familiar but I knew I never saw him before. 
He could tell I was crying with my eyes bloodshot red,
              and all of a sudden up to him I was led. 

I went up to him and apologized, “do I know you?”
          He said, “no you don’t look familiar to me.
But are you okay you seem so sad and blue?”
  The despair in my eyes I knew he could see. 
I told him about you and why I was there, 
        he looked at me with a tiny tear; I knew he did care. 

       What a coincidence to learn who he really was, 
a few nights ago he was walking his dog by that pine.
I couldn’t believe it when I found out he ‘twas
         the man who found you Karen! It was a divine sign. 
He said, “because of that night I’ll never be the same”, 
    he cared like a friend and I told him your name. 

                AFTER YOUR FUNERAL I MET THE MAN YOU SAW YOU LAST,
                and with him I felt this remarkable heavenly connection.
                I wondered what would have happened if he never passed
                that same pine St. Patty’s Day night with renown affection.
                I felt the sorrow pass through me, yet somewhat relieved - - - 
                for God had spoken to me...and it's still so hard to believe.



*Sorry it's so long, I wanted the whole story to be told*

Rhyme Scheme: A-B-A-B-C-C

For Your Poetry Journal Poetry Contest
Sponsor, Broken Wings
July 27, 2018
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