Your Death…--By Richard Sponaugle--United States

Your Death…

didn’t bother me:
All things die
except those never born -
like pet rocks and dust bunnies.
Your dying young didn’t phase me:
You lived 50 times longer
than Summer leaves that ripen,
only to shrivel like prunes,
in the Winterish Autumn of their lives.
Your death from cancer never floored me:
It’s killed billions of creatures,
including puppies and pet bunnies.
At your funeral,
I celebrated your life and love,
’til your secret love
sobbed over your grave,
twice as loud as I ever cried.
Now he sobs and cries alone.

Richard Sponaugle was born 4-20-60 in Maryland and raised in Northern Virginia.  He received a BA from George Mason University.  A prolific poet and songwriter, he has been published in many venues.