gravesite

biographical eulogy

the eulogy was spoken well
by those who thought they had known
but really didn’t…for otherwise
he never would have gone

the fog rolled in like silence
it kept the sun contained
damp darkness filled the morning air
it really should have rained

there were no flowers scattered there
along the mountainside
for severed flowers like broken dreams
have no reason to survive

their faces wore no smiles
their eyes were sad but dry
lonely people stood in disbelief
and only wondered why

who took this life before its time
and laid it in the dust
and was it fair for those concerned
that he had lost all trust

those are only questions
that need no real reply
his season of life has passed
no one will ever know why