There's No Way Back Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Being transported to the church in a black hearse,
flowers piled into the car behind it, followed by
a limo filled with immediate family.

Then a long line of friends and the rest of the
family in cars of their own, hankies, kleenix,
wiping away and catching left over tears.

Blinded by grief, then realizing the house once
lived in is being passed by on the right side of
the road.

Hearts draped in silent weeping, minds numb with
the death of who's life they'll be celebrating at
the church.

Watching it all from the other side of life, feeling
the love they had for me when we where together, now
being separated by death forever, no way back to the
way life used to be.