Weep

Weep, weep for what should have been

weep, weep for what is not but should be

weep, weep for what will never be

 

weep for the sister that lives a lie

weep for her children that know no better

weep for the husband that lost his way

weep for the family that lives a little sadder

 

Grieve, grieve for what could have been

grieve, grieve for what is not

grieve, grieve for what will never be

 

Grieve for the mother who tries to hold on

grieve for the father that sacrificed all

grieve for the brother than didn’t know

grieve for the family that lives a little sadder

 

mourn, mourn for what might have been

mourn, mourn for the void in the moment

mourn, mourn for the what will never be

pray

 

My attempt at poetry. No comments on this post please. Feelings to words, words to emotions, emotions to life. I know I am no poet laureate, but there is a poet in everyone.