Tales of a broken heart

Two deaths in three months. This story is the hardest one to tell.

My heart is shattered. I am living in a nightmare that I know well.

I feel a weight crushing down on my heart.

It feels like my world has been torn apart.

So sit back and listen to a story that is sad yet true.

For it is about the three loved ones that I knew.

The first, a loving husband and father, taken in an instant.

august 28,2021, a day that will haunt me for the rest of my days.

Now I walk through life as if I was traversing through a maze.

He still lives on through me, my sister, and my mother.

Losing a man as good as him, there shall be no other.

The Second, I loving woman, 68 years old.

Her attitude was a wild burning fire, yet she had a heart of gold.

Cancer has taken her now and that loving smile I shall miss.

The Loss of my grandmother is hard, but her life I shall reminisce.

So you see, Those two people have left a giant hole in my heart.

The loss makes me an empty shell, a beautiful canvas torn apart.

This story is a hard one to tell. Some advice I shall give.

Love your family with all you have.

You may never know when the may cease to live.