The Day

THE DAY
They came this morning,
to tell me you had past.
To tell me that,at 6’ a.m this morning,
your pain was gone at last.

My Mother drove me to your house.
Opening the door to your house was different then before.
Your sister ran down the stairs,
her pain apparent in her face
I gave her a hug to try and comfort her in this painful time and place.

Then I saw everyone there.
Your Grandparents, your Family,
And your friends.
My mom said, “I am sorry hunny”
and “He was so young”
but I did not want to hear that then.
It makes everything so final,as if your death can be postponed.
I tried to go see you.
I could not.
I am sorry for that, and I miss you a lot.

Your mom came downstairs,
and went to her room.
You would be proud.
She is being so strong,
so strong for who?

They brought you downstairs and out of the house,
and out of the house is where you are
and where you will forever be.
-Lacey