A silent tear falls on the rose
placed here at his side
Within a moment to reflect
another time of life.
A cruelness so beyond compare
that took this life with ease
Leaving behind a trace of grief
engulfed like a disease.
What could be contemptuous
that every breath we take
Could be our last one on this earth,
is it all a big mistake?
How could fairness ever hope
to be part of design
When senseless acts just rip away
a life that once was mine.
A question of existence made
is it some greater plan
To take a life so tragically
I cannot understand.
He was so young, was but a child
with eyes that danced with glee
And I'll never forget the joy he gave
when he was born from me.
Silent tears fall to the ground
and touch the faded rose
I leave behind each time I visit
as the years they come and go.
Reflections of the memories here
that never fade away
And until such time I breathe my last
I'll be here every day.
"When I began this poem I was originally going to write it from the perspective of a woman who has lost her love....but I was inspired by a story of a woman whose little boy had died, and she visited the site of his final resting place on the same day every year until she died. Just as the woman in my tale took her last breath she came and pondered on her little boy's life, and the cruelty that had taken him away. She questioned the whys, the whos and the hows....and still made no sense of it all. The fact remained that he was gone forever, and she will mourn him forever....and forever is a long long time."
