Thurman P. Woodfork
The eldest child has passed away
and left brief silences in the day…
moments of realization, as time
goes on… she’s no longer here;
she has gone.
My oldest brother came today
to tell me what to do should he
suddenly pass away. I listened
carefully with an inward sigh,
and only after he’d left did I
begin to cry.
©Copyright July 20, 2005 by Thurman P. Woodfork