CRY
When a cherished one leaves overwhelming the grief
Don’t want to know or even believe
When a loved one dies you sit and CRY
Asking yourself the question why?
There smile forever a memory shared
There voice still prominent as if just herd
The tears of sadness fall down my cheek
Desperate to talk, and hear you speak
Untold answers of why you left
Is there a reason for your untimely death?
Is there an answer or maybe a meaning
That could prevent this aching feeling.
I found a charity its called CRY
They helped me understand, explained why.
In times of trouble and despair,
They listen well and show they care.
A silent killer UN-be-known
A child an adult not fully grown
It takes away from all of us
The smallest breathe with little fuss.
So every time you may feel SAD
Remember the times that made you glad
Every time you want to CRY
Just look for them up in the sky.
by Clare Sykes
