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Laurel Selby Dec 2024
The table is older and faded so the time between shows
The scenery a little different, less the chairs still in their rows
The drinks are down by one now,  and so our tears do flow
Our hearts cry out for justice
That only karma knows
The void that's left now your not here,
Is the same in size of all our fears
That solemn day comes once a year,
The day you left, one filled of tears
So tears do flow, when the sun does rise
For the 1st of June is when we said goodbye,
Forever in our hearts they say, not a day shall pass as well
For me my heart is shattered and my eyes an endless well.
The grief I feel near every day
has not wavered in its pain,
Your death is still so **** surreal
My tears I cannot tame.
Nothing has brought you back
No wishing on the stars
No begging Jesus' sweetly
Will ever heal my scars
The first of June  I lost you
From two brothers down to one
Tomorrow marks the day our boy
When your forever 41


31/05/2023
Written for my little brother Johnny tragically taken from us 01/06/2020
Laurel Selby Nov 2024
Death without warning embraced my brother.
Now silently, painfully stealing another.
For now it's my dad, not long for this earth
So clear in his eyes how he questions his worth.
Creatures of habit as we humans are,
Death and dying seems to be so afar
Why don't we stop,
hold our loved ones so tight,
Not believing that death
will come creeping one night,
Because we feel so invincible
That time is just a clock on the wall.
Everything put off, due to love, due to hate.
Whatever the reason time does not wait.
I may not be the first to say this
I certainly won't be the last,

"Please make time for your family, don't wait till they pass"

For death without warning will appear in your night
Embracing your loved one into the light.



Laurel Selby
12/8/24
My dad was diagnosed with cancer throughout his Lymph nodes as well a rare aggressive bone cancer in July 2024, dad passed away 9th December 2024.
My dad Ron Selby was a founding member of the Australian Bush Poets, my dad was my world and I miss him greatly.

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