purple bouquet

Dressed in dark suits

All of them wearing dark shades,

Their obligation

Complete for the day.

It was a great funeral

Lots of people there.


Some came to greet you

Gave you a pat on the back,

For a job well done.

Did they understand

The pain you were going through?


Did they even care

What  the cause of her death was?

How long she’d been ill?

And what about you?

Did they truly understand

Your well crafted speech?


You spoke of your loss

The void, utter loneliness,

Of your love dying.

You cried out for help

But they did not hear.

Then they were all gone.


I felt your pain…I knew…