The Morning We received The Call Oh How The Tears Did Fall
She Went To Sleep Your Beautiful Bride, Your Best Friend
Woke Your Widow
Oh How I Pray Her Heart Will Mend
What We'd Do For One More Day
Thinking Of All The Thing's We Would Say
Today's The Day They Lay You To Rest
Wishing For Days This Hurts Less
Moments And Memories May Be All We Have Left
And For That We Are Truly Blessed
PAPAW
WILLIAM BURTON OSBORN
4/26/1939 - 9-19-2019
Categories:
osborn, bereavement, death, emotions, eulogy,
Form: I do not know?
It Begins
by Brandie Osborn
Secrets told
Truths of old
Secret lives
Killing lies
Whispering voices
Adult choices
Unseen intentions
Deadly decisions
Reality fades
Prices paid
Deeper within
Crawling skin
No end
It begins
Categories:
osborn, abuse, addiction, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
can this be the room where the Ripper was?
Jack the Ripper killed a number of girls
killing ladies of the night without cause
and he gave Scotland Yard greatest more curls
his identity still remains unknown
maybe jack the Ripper wasn’t a man
the name Jack the Ripper is so well known
this room on Osborn Street home to a man
even though his identity not known
a nearby foot print seemed like a huge man
the real Jack the Ripper may not be known
his identity mystery to man
but maybe that room has all the answers
once it is studied by examiners
Categories:
osborn, fear, grief, history, identity,
Form: Sonnet