She died in April
Struck by a car
As all around the snows lay melting
And the first blooms came to life
I hurried home
To grieve and console
And there she lay
Still and Warm in the noonday sun
My hand resting gently upon her
As the world stood still
We counted over thirty names
That hovered
As the earth held her close
And
In the wake of her passing
Each Spread outward into our hearts
To check that she was still alive
We are each too stubborn to say goodbye
So instead
We give a part of ourselves
A hope, a song, a long embrace
For our parallel journey
She died in April
Struck by a car
Our beloved friend
In full view of the universe
I'm so sorry you lost your dear friend, Eric. Death is so hard to understand and difficult to get over. Sorrow can last forever. A '10! ' for you. Best Wishes, Marilyn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A 10 for this very sad and heartfelt piece, regards Tom