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Teresa Rohlin Apr 2014
It seems so long since
I've been Oso strong.
The slide came and took
my loved one away.
Green moss like velvet
will soon cover
where they lie buried.
Why I survived and
they were taken leaves
me sad and weary.
I shall never forget
the fateful day
the slide came down and
took my love away.
I shall always remember
our life before,
and I am stunned and
in shock at what
has come to pass.
There is no way back
and we must try to carry on.
Leaving them behind.
Finding no peace of mind.
Trying to make sense
of this disaster, this catastrophe
of epic proportions.
Oso sad, trying to
be Oso strong.
But what I really want
is for this never to have happened.
To wake up from this bad dream
and see them tomorrow.
But that is not to be.
I can't reach them where they are,
they have been ripped apart from me.
I am Oso angry and filled with sorrow.'
This knocked me down
and cut me to my core.
Maybe one day with time
I will wake to find...
It's still a beautiful world.

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