Death Of A Friend Poem by paul colton

I arrive at your house early in the morning.
You don’t live there anymore. You don’t live at all.
I’ve been told to stay strong.
For I’m carrying your coffin.

Three dark horses come to pick us up.
Faces of steel unmovable by feelings.
Stood next to his family I see all the sad faces.
If we all pull together can we bring him back?

What I’d give to have you here standing next to me
Feels so hard I can hardly breathe.
Enter the car to drive you to your final resting place.
I can’t say I word from the moment the door closes.

We pull up to the church, outside is a sea of tears and an ocean of black.
I look around for my family to draw strength from them.
It’s difficult to filter through the crowd. My dad stands out.
He tells me with his eyes it will be ok. I believe him.

Surrounded by the people that we both know I await the coffin
Hundreds of people have come to this place to see you off.
I hope in the afterlife you have people who love you as much as we all do.
I’ve already said my goodbyes you died to young
I lost my best friend I’ll always remember you
As long as I live you’ll be a part of me.