by Mark Killam
Under the glare of a cold winter sun,
there they stood-
one huge family gathered as one,
gaining great strength,
as they buried a loving son.
The horrific deed now is done,
their lonesome journey-
one of loss and despair-just begun.
Yet in being together
sharing bittersweet memories-
Along with the laughter and many tears-
they’re sure to bring.
And one day soon-
as the Angels of Heaven begin to sing-
A familiar voice they’ll surely hear,
and forever gone –
will be this most terrible sting.