Oh Romeo
To cast yourself onto death
Leave us wondering
Where was your Juliet?
Your smile gone
Now only still in photographs
Tell me young one
Why no Juliet?
Every life is different
Each one from the next
Ah I see now
It was never because of Juliet
Now as the sun lays it’s brow
And the sky gives it’s grieving with falling tears
You’ll never be forgotten
And remain forever as our lonely Romeo
Written in memory of a classmate. I didn’t know him well recently, but we once walked the same sidewalk home from daycare. It rained hard an hour after he passed. This poem is how I process loss.