It is always horrible
to lose a son
but in the prime of life - 
the sky darkens.

Please don't
dwell on it, after all
I am not even related
and I keep playing it
over and over
in my head
like a beautiful girl
one wants to forget.

It never is, is it?

I have arranged Masses
to be said in his name -
my lack of faith
the only remains.

In perpetuity yours...
 

ANDERSON  12.05.97