the birds will not sing today
they will stand on the branches
as a mark of respect
today birdsong will be silenced
and flowers will bow their heads
for a while happiness will lie down
and grief will be there instead
the birds will not fly today
they will sit in their nests
and birdsong will be silent
if only out of respect
let the birds be quiet
let their silence tell the tale
though birdsong raises a smile
happiness for while will be stale
but remember one day it will return
the sun will shine again
and flowers will flower
and the birds will fly
the grief is unimaginable and painful
never letting go, but saying goodbye
know that you are not alone
we hold you inside
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 