The living remain to ask why

People they loved had to die

Life is hello, good-by then grieving

Short ride in funeral coach they're leaving

 

Until we follow the dying in resurrection

We have no adequate explanation

for crippling emotional pain,

but life is what it is sunshine or rain

 

Consuming us day and night

Stress builds with no flight or fight

Reason is suspended, when we dare

Expect quantities of loving care

 

In my grief what clung to me

Was nothing from what we shared

Tears release powerfully when

Lone call of whippoorwill drifted in