Why? (Not Really A Poem) Poem by Kayla Fuller

The Changes in life
The grass turning brown
The dirt pile just below an engraved stone
Flowers surrounding a little girls gave
Family and friends griving over her death

as we wonder, ....
why must people so young die?
why even give them life when all thats going to happen is more n more people will become attached to her?
All it does is hurt more people and cause more problems.
And all i hear is that 'Everything happens for a reason'
but whats the reason? you think what could possibly come good from death? ....
People have questions like this we can't really answer, all we have to go on is other peoples theorys.....
Will we ever know, will we every have the answers to life?
I know she wont........