Sorrow Rushes in
12.11.05 (4:14 am) [edit]
No matter what I believe
when the loss of a friend is close
sorrow rushes in
a surge that cannot be stopped.
When the person is good,
who is kind and loving,
who touches the lives of others
so much bigger the void it creates
An emptiness is opened
a void created
when a light leaves the world
and it becomes a colder place
Leaving behind family
children though adult bereft
with an abundance of tears
that if left unchecked, would drown the world
Such a life
and the death that ends it
and the sorrow
is a tribute to a life well lived.