Bad News

This is not the day I had planned.
I had a different day in mind.
I don’t know how I can withstand
This day of sadness I now find.
If I, when the phone was ringing,
had ignored its invitation,
My day could be filled with singing,
and not filled with devastation.
The call was short, the news was brief;
there was so little to be said.
And now my day is filled with grief
Because they told me you are dead.