Brocolli Poem by Matt Mondschein

Brocolli



I'll never understand
you never even glanced at me
you never gave me the chance
before taking life's last dance
my son told me
you loved spinning tunes
I too enjoy the music`
under a beautiful night sky
yet
I'll never know
why
that's always the question
we parents often wonder
why, why, why
do they use?
for thought its
simply satan
that commits that blunder
'H' a living hell
that we've been living under
I just want to thank you
for keeping in touch with my son
I know now, he witnesses your soul, flying free
as his heart speaks to me
you know your family and friends
are with you now
for we all believe
the LORDS' shining light
will lead us back
to all our LOVED ones
holding hands with you
under a deep harvest moon
this is true
we all know
so today and forever

Happy Birthday Joe!

Tuesday, September 26, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death of a friend
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
My sos friend overdosed on Heroin 2016
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