Steadily the tears flow down my face
leaving little wet lines behind them,
Falling from my chin with each sob
to drip down to join all the rest.
My Life got changed so drastically
that fateful ad sad April day,
Three loved ones were lost
all by a small chance of fate.
Finger could be pointed many ways
yet that won't return our loved ones,
People could be blamed and punished
though it really changes nothing.
Even though my heart feels heavy
from all the grief and sorrow I bear,
I still have room enough for mercy
for those two souls who lived.
Theirs is a grief they alone can bear
knowing that three special souls are gone,
By chance or design of a higher power
all through a chain of circumstances.
These events are the fault of no single person
as all involved were at the wrong place,
At a very wrong and unknown time
to join each part into one large whole.
For weeks the family has shed a lot of tears
and nights spent dreaming of our lost,
Hearts have grown hard and full of hatred
by seeing only their own pain inside.
We need to open our hearts and minds
to see the pain of others involved,
Who also are hurting and bleeding inside
from their own parts in this tragedy.
CopyRight © 2004 Jason Miller
This poem is dedicated to:
Kathy Banks - My Mother
Veronica Birney - My Aunt
Stephanie Birney - My 16 yr old Cousin
These three ladies were lost to us in a car accident
On April 20th, 2002
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