Early this
bright sunny morning,
not far from a grassy
field where kids played,
I learned of
a boy’s death,
just about thirteen,
maybe one more.
All I could
think, in a quiet awkward pause,
much too young and
way too soon.
There’s a
photo of him, happy, with a grin;
others by him
laughing, all is good.
Part of the
thousand words is joy,
good friends, chilly
night, warm faces.
How quick
the picture became a tribute,
much too young and
way too soon.
Late this
night I ponder much
about the boy and his
unfinished verse,
how the
powerful play of life goes on
and other actors’
incomplete scenes that
contributed
to my fragmented lament
much too young and
way too soon.
For Jared, and for all my students
(some are with him), for Rob too.
4 comments:
that was amazing made me cry!
Poignantly beautiful.
this is amazing.
brought back memories . <3 .
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