Above You, Down Below Poem by Brian Sonberg
Above You, Down Below
Bountiful harvest
but the sickness doesn't care.
You were taken too soon;
The only two that mattered.
The gravest injustice in loss
is health.
Scaffold finds new heights
and I paint the sky to
feel closer to my sorrow.
Below, the ground laughs in knowing;
Another meal consumed.
So I take a leap from grace
in attempt to see your face
only to meet the flagstone under
which you're concealed.
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