Too Early Her Sunset

Oh, so much of drowning regrets!
When faced with too early a sunset
Time seems to have been cheating
The Future's hope,  disappearing.

Life becomes fast drifting sands
We fail to hold in our weakened hands
Dreams and plans like mists are set
To fade like fog in too early a sunset.

Too early to think of sleep and rest
Too early for having Death as guest
Why does it seem that Fate forgets
Not to come early, too early for sunset?

It pains and grieves my frail heart so
Words to comfort, how? I don't know.
She hangs on there till the End is met
No choice but to go, too early her sunset.






For Eden, my friend. (Brain cancer victim at 38.)
Eden passed away last September 24, 2012.


Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
June 23, 2012

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

As I read just the title, I felt a sadness sweep over me... This is a remarkable work based on the life and loss of such a precious friend... and yes, taken so young... Your words can speak forth the sadness and questions of "why" to so many who have lost one so dear to their hearts...

[cynthiabuhainbaello]

Thank you Craig. Eden has three children - aged 16, 14, and 8. It was heartbreaking and I felt so helpless to give her any comfort, so I found release in writing this poem.