She Died Poem by Jim Yerman

She died…our friend…it's been three years now…
and we still wonder why.
Why was she chosen?
Why her?
Why did she have to die?

She died while she was still so young…lifted up to heaven's shore
while she had so much more to do…so much life to still live for.

She died even though she was a good person,
even though she lived life enthusiastically,
even though she had a loving husband…and a happy family.

She died even though she was kind and tender.
It's still so hard to comprehend.
She died even though many people loved her,
even though she had a host of friends

She died even though we prayed for her.
We prayed…then we prayed some more.
She died even though we prayed harder for her
than we've ever prayed before.

She died leaving many of us feeling alone.
We were devastated…our life marred.
She died leaving many of us feeling lost.
our hearts broken…forever scarred.

She died leaving us wishing we had more time together.
There was so much more we could have shown her.
She died leaving many of us feeling weak…
but stronger having known her.

Yes, she died…our friend…three years ago
and still we wonder why…
Why was she chosen?
Why her?
Why did she have to die?