Jun 5
He died without warning.
Lives fractured
From failing
Air bags,
Ten in all that
Deployed, did not protect.
It happened
Pleading to un do.
On a sidewalk in a fetal position, pleading.
Nothing, no money
Millions or more
Will ever bring him back, but hate takes up residence in your soul, burn until you can't move from the scar tissue.
He would not want hate. He would not want you in this state.
I see it so in every
Red fruit garnished
On the Serviceberry
This year
Three years after your death. I hear his echos, it will be ok.
It's all I have to give
Watered by tears.
Lives fractured
From failing
Air bags,
Ten in all that
Deployed, did not protect.
It happened
Pleading to un do.
On a sidewalk in a fetal position, pleading.
Nothing, no money
Millions or more
Will ever bring him back, but hate takes up residence in your soul, burn until you can't move from the scar tissue.
He would not want hate. He would not want you in this state.
I see it so in every
Red fruit garnished
On the Serviceberry
This year
Three years after your death. I hear his echos, it will be ok.
It's all I have to give
Watered by tears.
Planted a Serviceberry tree after the accidental death of a physician. A tragedy that can not be changed but maybe transformed to allow a manageable life free from the burden of suffering. So many things we suffer over. Let go what you can't control.
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