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.