Some nephews and a niece recently lost their dad to cancer. This poem is for them:
For Phillip, Michael, Grace, Andrew, Daniel
Don’t worry, that’s not for you
You still have time to sing the blues
To languish there in your despair
As you dig into the depths of your heart
Turning over your feelings and mourning your loss
No matter where things go
What words are said
How you express it
How you do or don’t move ahead
Or answer the voices bouncing around in there
He was suffering, body ridden with pain
We don’t understand the whys
Or what ifs or what hasn’t been
We know he was young
And that just adds to the whys
Memories will float in like dust on the wind
Some will sting your eyes
Let the tears fall where they may
Some will force a grin
Go ahead, it’s good for your soul
Don’t worry, that’s not for you
You still have time to be happy too
And if it’s now and you move ahead
Just know there’ll be days when it hits you again
And that’ll be fine and you ‘ll work your way through
Did you always agree? Well most folks don’t
Did you get pissed at times? It happens, let it go
Learn from what you loved
Love what you learned
And in return you’ll be better off
Will you ever understand it
Likely not
But use this time to move you
To live life while it’s here for the living
To love, take chances and remember to breathe
Stephen Kellogg – 2012
Love, Peace and Strength to you!
Uncle Stephen