Too Many Times
I've cried too many times,
that flood of tears at a loved one's passing
that indescribable feeling and emotion
that wrenching in my breast
heart beating too fast
breath straining with every tear
salt burning my cheeks
that dragged out pain and sorrow
wondering
praying
asking God why.
Too many passings in a lifetime
grandmother, father, sisters, brothers
children gone too soon
only pictured memories remain.
Standing at the precipice
I weep once more
I cry for loves lost and slipped away
I pang at the loss
and patient I wait
for the years to catch me
taking me home to see them all again.
Copyright © DM Babbit | Year Posted 2020
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