Daniel
As I sit here and deal with my loss,I can't help but feel the pain of not having you
here with me,you meant so much to me,I look back on our life together to see you
struggling with who you were alway's trying to find your place in this world never
knowing if you belonged just wanting to be a part of something,alway's thinking
the world owed you,never wanting to face facts you owed the world,you choose to
take the path that so many before you and so many after you,to quick money
never thinking that you would pay with your life in the end,and we would pay for
the rest of our lives for our loss of your love,how I hated the fact that you chose to
play with the devil seeing the many times he left you,once you were on your
knees with no one beside you except GOD,I alway's ask myself why did it have to
be this way,why must a family suffer like this,why must a mother ask what did I
not do for him,why did he have to do this I miss him so much,why must a mother
now write to her sons grave to tell him how much he is loved and missed,why
must a mother spend her time now at his grave to now spend her hours talking
to him thru his burial why must this be her way to find peace,why must you be
gone?
Copyright © G. Bosien | Year Posted 2006
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