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.
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