50 days

grief
is a hateful thief
that has stolen my brother’s joy
replaced the humour in his eyes
with the look of a lost little boy

dismay
has come to play
it dances across my sisters’ hearts
tinging their smiles with a sadness
that pierces my soul like darts

me? I’m just numb
totally struck dumb
I’ve become unglued
my once familiar world
is now forever, horribly skewed

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