Each and every day,

You hear of pain;

It’s a part of life,

Like sun and rain.

 

A young father shot,

A life suddenly ends;

Wife and children left,

For themselves to fend.

 

A drug addicts child,

Always left alone;

Of starvation dies,

He’s skin and bone.

 

An aircraft crash,

Kills all on board;

Each link with life,

A severed cord.

 

At first a death,

Is so surreal;

It’s permanency,

Is so unreal.

 

The first few days,

They go so fast;

The funeral,

In a flash it’s past.

 

Harsh reality,

When people leave;

And left alone,

Your loss you grieve.

 

Life is fragile,

Not guaranteed;

Make sure each day,

Is gladly received.

by Robbie Cheadle

Robbie Cheadle is the co-author of the Sir Chocolate book series together with her 11 year old son, Michael.

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