. Poetry from The Great In-Between: The Ballad of the Grieving Man

Sunday, May 15, 2022

The Ballad of the Grieving Man

 

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(A lone heartbroken voice sings)


I never knew someday yesterday

Would be our last day together


Or that I'd have to say

Goodbye today


Standing by your grave in this falling rain

To the only love, I truly treasured


So now I just feel cold and always awake

In total pain


After being told


You gained your angel wings 

One day at night


And now live 

Where the Holy Choirs sing 


And no longer 

Need to fight


Some say God only takes the best


Leaving the rest to suffer in silence 

As part of his holy test


But I'm so jealous of his servant

Mister Death


For he gets to see you forever 

Which started on the tenth


And I still can't believe 

You're gone


Can't sleep 

Only greave


For there will never be another angel like you


For to love another would be too painful 

Whatever I do


Just know wherever you are

Your deep love will still always live on 


Deep inside 

Wherever I go like it's my lifes only decree


Before I'm too recalled


For in a cruel world where all our heroes fall


You were once 

My one and all


Who tried to help me stand tall


So starting today forever on the tenth

I'll always be so jealous of Mister Death


For he gets to see you forever 

In all weathers


For God only takes the best

Leaving the rest to suffer in silence


As part of his holy test

And until we meet again


All I can now do 


My Guardian Angel 

Is eat this pain


Whenever I try to remember you and your name 


Through these painful tears 


As it forever rains deep inside as time flies by



Copyright John Duffy


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Grief is, unfortunately, a tragic part of life. 

I wrote this as I reflected on a friend, gaining her angel wings.


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