A Day Like No Other Poem by Little King of Sorrows

A tragic day I can't forget.
A pain unknown by most.
The day I watched my boy,
become my friendly little ghost.

In a room of wood and scarlet.
I'm stricken by the sight.
Baby casket lay half open.
My eyes shut tears in tight.

"I don't want to do this",
I repeated as I stood.
"Wake me up. This isn't real".
I stalled as long I could.

That endless aisle all a blur.
"Please let me turn around".
So many hands upon me,
As I face my son that drowned.

"Troy...Troy...No. No Troy No.
I'm sorry Troy. It's dad."
I couldn't block the pain.
I never hurt so bad.

"Daddy always loves you".
Planted kiss on head.
"This is just a nightmare.
He isn't really dead."

I cried and cried some more.
So much left to do.
Shattered into pieces.
Forever torn in two.

Funeral of broken souls.
My brother broke mid-read.
That isn't the natural order.
To God I pray and plead.

Then that haunting moment.
The click heard round the room.
It's echo spoke forever.
Sealing us this doom.

Staring out the window,
from S.U.V I sat.
An elderly gent showed honor.
Upon his heart he placed his hat.

In baby land he rested.
A plot nearby the lake.
The hurt was far from over.
I had more than I could take.

This very hand that's writing,
cut the cord that set him free.
Threw dirt down 6ft crevice.
Wiped tears so constantly.

Tears in heaven ending soon.
Seven years gone by.
"I promise you I'm coming home.
My friendly ghost on high."



L.K. Sorrows