Double Tragedy - Poem by Lorene Kinsey
I hate that this has consumed me,
But my quiet moments are filled
With the thoughts of these two tragedies,
Two loses, two caskets, two days travel,
Two loves, two survivors, two funerals,
Too much tragedy for my heart
To quickly rebound.
Haven’t gotten over the last,
Or returned to work even.
Look forward to being too busy
To think of all this for a few hours.
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