The first tears fell
When I entered the bright cold room
Doctors handed me to my mother
Tears fell again
When I entered the bright cold room
To say goodbye to her
The one I knew, loved, and cherished
Tears fell once more
When we put her in the ground
The dirt smelled of rain
And our eyes full of pain
Oct 29, 2020
Oct 29, 2020 at 7:43 AM UTC
The first tears fell
When I entered the bright cold room
Doctors handed me to my mother
Tears fell again
When I entered the bright cold room
To say goodbye to her
The one I knew, loved, and cherished
Tears fell once more
When we put her in the ground
The dirt smelled of rain
And our eyes full of pain
This poem is meant to be in the POV of my father. He lost his mother last month and November 3rd is her birthday <3