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Sad Surprise

Cherish your treasured families and friends 
'Fore it too late, and one wears that shroud 
You know, we never know, when someone's life ends 
Soften your voice, yet speak it out loud 
A good life thrives on love, not hate 
Thus, taught to us whilst in our youth 
And folks- we learn to appreciate
Those loyal and honest spoken words of truth 
Heartbreaks hardened... oh, those saddened eyes 
Yesterday here, and just like that- ashes
Surprise, surprise... another one dies  
And sadly, one's entire world- crashes 
So, love your friends and families you cherish 
And remember not to hate, and to love thy neighbor
Tomorrow, another loved one might perish 
And wear that shroud, to the almighty, creator

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Victor Buhagiar April 1, 2026 at 2:43 AM Great message. We don't know when death strikes. My sister died at 16, I am surviving at 85 while my sister-in-law is 98. It is a holy death that we should pray for. Loved your poem. Wishing you a Happy Easter. Charles Messina April 1, 2026 at 5:40 AM Wow! 85 years young...God bless you, and also your sister-in-law (98) amazing! Thank you, Victor. Happy Easter dear friend.

Andrea Dietrich April 1, 2026 at 12:41 AM You are so right. Death of a loved one is THE number one of sad surprises. Gosh, dying did not even occur to me, so I did Svengle instead! Your poem is so well written Charles Messina April 1, 2026 at 2:07 AM Thank you so much, Andrea. Will check it out!

Tom Cunningham March 31, 2026 at 10:28 AM As we get older we see many friends and family wearing that shroud. We should never put off making contact with those dear to us because they could be gone in a flash, and then its too late. Tom Charles Messina April 1, 2026 at 2:07 AM Yes, Tom. I guess that's part of life. We are fortunate to have made it this far... so many of our acquaintances have perished way too soon. Charlie

I Am Anaya March 30, 2026 at 1:54 PM Years ago, I began writing letters, (although nearby) to mother, she wrote back & it became a thing & an opportunity for me to thank her for the memory that came to me at the moment. I'm sure it was a pre-curser to engage in writing poetry. We are good, so good. I still have every letter years worth, & still have my mother~ Ty for sharing what truly is important, & great advice! Charlie. xX hugs Charles Messina March 31, 2026 at 2:49 AM I love hearing stories like yours, Anaya. You and mom are blessed my dear friend. Thanks for your lovely comments. Hugs xx