What can replace those
Who are lost
Through hate
Ignorance
Or simple
Indifference
How do you
Square things
Not said
Harsh words morphing
Into a potential darkness
What do you do to take gutting
Pain away from those who suffer
What exactly are the correct manners of remorse
I have seen crepe bunting hanging from window pane
Seen loving hands still Grandfather clock upon the minute
Imagining our world stoping for just a moment
As the enormity of loss impacted across all
But those are just my imaginings or does
Death stalks us all in each breath
He shook the rattle above your
Baby bascinet
He was in the delivery room when your lovely
Child was born
Never make a mockery of his presence
Or of his purpose
Treat him like a long absent gentleman
With kindness and manners
Maybe just maybe
He will treat you in a similar fashion
Doffing his hat as
He next calls
Upon you
-Fin-
DS Baker
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