You don’t know pain
until you’ve stood out in the rain
watching as the ambulance takes your loved one away
so sorry that they were too late for her to be
saved.
You have not seen hurt
until the gray clouds shield the sun
as you watch her once exuberant and youthful body
lowered into the dirt.
Goodbye’s are supposed to be said when a lifetime of memories
will soften the blow.
Not when it’s someone you feel as though you’re
just getting to know.
You’ve never asked a question
like the “why God why?” you cry out loud on bended knee
when nights hour is at its darkest
in your broken heart.
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