The Ballad Of The Grieving Man Poem by John Duffy

(A lone heartbroken voice sings)



I never knew someday yesterday

Would be our last day together



Or that I'd have to say

Goodbye today



Standing by your grave in this falling rain

To the only love, I truly treasured



So now I just feel cold and always awake

In total pain



After being told



You gained your angel wings

One day at night



And now live

Where the Holy Choirs sing



And no longer

Need to fight



Some say God only takes the best



Leaving the rest to suffer in silence

As part of his holy test



But I'm so jealous of his servant

Mister Death



For he gets to see you forever

Which started on the tenth



And I still can't believe

You're gone



Can't sleep

Only greave



For there will never be another angel like you



For to love another would be too painful

Whatever I do



Just know wherever you are
Your deep love will still always live on



Deep inside

Wherever I go like it's my lifes only decree



Before I'm too recalled



For in a cruel world where all our heroes fall



You were once
My one and all



Who tried to help me stand tall



So starting today forever on the tenth

I'll always be so jealous of Mister Death



For he gets to see you forever
In all weathers



For God only takes the best
Leaving the rest to suffer in silence



As part of his holy test
And until we meet again



All I can now do



My Guardian Angel

Is eat this pain



Whenever I try to remember you and your name



Through these painful tears



As it forever rains deep inside as time flies by





Copyright John Duffy

Grief is, unfortunately, a tragic part of life.

I wrote this as I reflected on a friend, gaining her angel wings.