The Day Before My Wedding

It was 7:00 in the morning

Daddy called to tell me

that my Johnny was dead

I couldn't believe the words he was saying

I wanted them to be un-true

I fell to my knees and tried praying-

but, crying was all I could do

I felt numb and heavy of mind

my lips could form no words

I wanted to scream "God, take it back!"

for death wasn't what he deserved

 

 

At my wedding, I tried to be happy

but the photos show no smile

for thougts of my Johnny

were on my mind all the while

I have tried to stop thinking

of his being gone

but can't help feeling

that his loss is all wrong

it should have been another

someone else should have died

a person who deserved it:

one who is ugly inside

Not my shining Johnny

with his heart of pure gold

his is a soul

that should have grown old

It was God's choice,

nothing can be done

so I will carry his memory

all my days in the sun

Reviews

[THERISA]

Have been trying to think of a response to this poem that wouldn't sound trite or false to the very real emotions that you have before us to read. Been struggle with the images that it also, brought forth from my own past. On the day of my fourteenth birthday, recieving the news that my Opa had just died. Forever eliminating any joyous memories that i will have for this date in my mind. Why did he have to die on that day. Why not the day before, or after my birthday? His death rocked me, emotionally and still get tearful after 24 years. Thank you for sharing this very personal and emotional poem with us.

Therisa

[Yvonne Heidt]

Ouch. What a horrible thing to happen before your wedding. I have a "johnny" also. Still sneaks in at night..

Very real emotion Carrie.