by Unknown
Oct 2015 1,138 Views 7 comments
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Four bowed heads said it all.
In hastily-bought suits and puffy eyelids.
Their young dreams shattered and torn.
Mid-term break fun destroyed by three words.
Olan is dead.
That can't be true, I was with him last night
Words said defiantly, but with dread in the eye.
Facebook page filled with sweet messages, tears, love.
Now in red-rimmed prayer, unbelieving yet knowing
Nineteen is just too young.
In hastily-bought suits and puffy eyelids.
Their young dreams shattered and torn.
Mid-term break fun destroyed by three words.
Olan is dead.
That can't be true, I was with him last night
Words said defiantly, but with dread in the eye.
Facebook page filled with sweet messages, tears, love.
Now in red-rimmed prayer, unbelieving yet knowing
Nineteen is just too young.
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Posted: Oct 2015
About this poem:
I wrote this having just been to the funeral of a young man.He was in first year of college, working a part-time job during mid-term, and was killed in an accident there.
The church was filled to capacity,but it was four young men near the coffin caught my eye, in their silent anguish.
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Comments (7)
My condolence to a passing of such a young man. My cousin had an accident at 21 last year, hit by a drunk driver and until now, my relatives left his room as it was the last time he was there and the Christmas tree he set up few days before he died still stands where it is. Very sad.
My son is 18.. I can't even imagine what Olan's parents would have gone through.. its simply dreadful to even contemplate..
I watched my son at the saddest point when his best friend died suddenly.
Yet he strode to cry.
I am so sorry for the loss, as I was when my sons best friend, died.
Sophia
And luke
Kathy
Well written and very emotional