At a New Start

I know I may have never met some of you, Because you already went on through To the other side, where there is a new life. I may have never understood the importance of that day Where everyone goes into a moment of silence... I did not understand what death was and I am somewhat ashamed Of not even being able to know all your names. I was so young when most of you passed away... So young, I didn't understand what it means to love or Be close to someone I never really knew... I watched many people stand around what they call a grave. Couldn't see through the crowd when I was so little. Yet I experienced such sorrow as I got older, Finally being able to see much closer, Watching your box called a coffin, Going down into the ground. The thought of everyone I love the most will eventually die Makes me frown and want to cry. But I've only experienced such grief twice or more. The rest of you... That I never ever knew, Were gone before I was born... I suppose the ones before me Had felt the same way: torn and full of tears. One of you, had served in a great war, And came back home alive. Years later, you probably saw me for the first time, As a little baby, before the day you died. I bet everyone had cried. When I had read my birthday cards, From the ones who were alive as I grew up, I became so emotional and let out tears Thinking "Why didn't I spend time with them...?" All you great-grandparents of mine, only one left alive, Are probably all in Heaven, Because it's terrible to think that there's only the body and nothing more... All of you haven't reached the core Of my heart, but my grief and sadness Of a person dying will never part. I'm sure though, that I will see all of you again, At a new start.