I can't explain this heavy sorrow,
Witnessing others’ grief and hollow.
That day etched deep within my mind,
A stark reminder, life’s unkind.

We don’t command the threads of fate,
Our only choice: to celebrate.
For time will steal what we hold dear,
Leaving only memories clear.

A song that lingers in the night,
"In the Stars," where pain takes flight.
Benson Boone’s lament so pure,
A requiem that will endure.

It’s heart-wrenching to question why,
Why loved ones fade and say goodbye?
Even healers can’t defy,
Fate’s silent whisper as we die.

I’m clinging tight to all that’s lost and gone,
Refusing farewells, for this pain lingers on.
It cuts so deep, for countless reasons,
They’ve stolen the best from love’s own seasons.

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© Nathan Andrie