Words of Loss

It aches my heart, My mind, My soul. Thoughts of him, I cried I loved him so But why, Just why was it time to go? We were so close from what is remembered As a small child, A toddler, A baby. The big tree in his yard My siblings and I would climb While he watched In the shade of a neatly pruned Plumb Tree His death came so sudden, But did it really? Was my mind playing tricks, Or was it reality? Eight years old, Wearing black and green To His funeral. I did not understand death, Yet I cried . . . Cried for day, Weeks, Months! I felt empty without him. That day I figured death That it was painful. A loss of a person who was close. Someone you love.