Child, Mother, Father
Sit around the table
Small, distraught
No anger now
They wonder why
Wonder where it went wrong
Why did he take it
Steal himself from us
How could he leave us this way

I awake
Staring at the roof
Autum leaves fall softly
Breeeze picks up
Carries them
They stray
Far away
Why did I leave them this way


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