We have joined a group of elites – by Debbie Smart

We have joined a group of elites

We have joined a group of elites,
Whose families are no longer complete,
But we’ve not lost our Dads & Mums
We have lost our daughters & sons.
So now we join the poor sad families,
Who regularly visit the cemetery,
Not to visit our wives or mother,
But to mourn our sons, brothers & lovers.
Those who didn’t meet their full potential,
For somehow they wasn’t meant to!
But for us all this is new,
We didn’t want to be among the few,
Those who’ve lost their children,
Whether by fair means or foul.
We really do wonder how we came to be here,
We shake our heads, how could my son be dead?
For here we are, each week by car
And here we lay the flowers & trinkets,
To stand & gaze and wonder how we can carry on without you now!
For life is cruel and that’s for sure.
How could you go before us?
Its not the way of things.
I wanted to hold your children and hear them call you Dad.
But we never ever shall do and that to me is so so sad.
For my son you did nothing bad, you just enjoyed the life you had.
Do not ask how I feel today, For I could not tell you the truth.
For never more will I feel right,
So please don’t ask & I won’t lie.
When really I’m in the depth of sadness.
For how I feel could be termed as madness.
The loss immense, I shake my head,
It makes no sense, how could you so full of life,
Be dead, never more to walk this earth,
Never more to feel sun or rain.
How can I explain, those depths of despair,
For unless you’re one of the few,
You could not comprehend,
How life carries on without them, although we do not want it to.
So here we’ve joined the group of elite.
Whose children were unique.
But to see them, hear them, feel them,
We must visit the cemetery.

by Debbie Smart