Golden Flowers

A Poem by Isabel Brianne

Coping with loss

Is it selfish
To ask for you to stay?
I'm afraid to be alone
Yet you look so peaceful where you lay

Maybe you'd be happier
Far away from here
In a field of golden flowers
With those you once held dear

Can you wait a little longer
I'm on my knees to pray
I've never been self-centered
But I'm changing that today

Though it may waver
My voice rings crystal clear
Please God give him back
He's still needed many years

I guess he had plans
Or it was a busy day
But know he met a good man
When he took you away