Suicide


My dear, sweet friend,
I hear your life has come to an end.

Though at first you were very cautious,
The time we spent together was precious.

You helped me through the death of my grandfather,
And I, through the death of your grandmother.

But most of all, I'll remember the happy times,
When your laughter filled the house like chimes.

I'll miss you, and will never understand
Why your life was ended by your own hand.

 

© Crystal Middlemas 
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