Sad Day
Hearts tattered and dilapidated
Eyes warn with worry, looks vacated
These souls beaten and exhausted
Their love devoured by a raven
Birth of a child with a crib now empty
Baby food jars uneaten, dippers unused
Thoughts now linger with no purpose
Time no longer has a meaning, it has stopped
She carried a child to full term
Nine glorious months of laughter and cheer
Planing and organizing then naming
This name now placed upon a stone
Years have now passed this name still appears
Memories never to be forgotten, of that day
The day their son was placed into Gods arms
Life moved on but their thoughts have stayed
On the Day their son passed away
“Written for my Niece and her husband each year since his death they have a gathering letting balloons go up into the air it has now been 18 years”
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2020
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