Sunday, May 20, 2012

Mellow yellow Monday: Swing

When  a fellow bereaved mum read my Sands mums running she told me that in 2 days, it will be her Angel's anniversary, and she wasn't looking forward to it. I decided to write this poem.

A lifeless butterfly,
An empty swing,
Both poignant reminders,
That 10 years ago,
Little P died.
His death is in vain.
Because nobody was held accountable.
Where is the justice?

1 comment:

Chubskulit Rose said...

A beautiful poem Ann!

Visiting late from MYM, here's my Yellow Roses, come and see.