Monday, September 15, 2014

September 15, 1975


 I did not hear the ring
 Upon the fence I climbed
 I saw my father leave
I heard the ambulance chimes

Without a spoken word
I could feel the fear
The world about to change
This was very clear

I heard my mothers voice
The facts she did unwind
Death had taken grandpa
Upon the fence I climbed
 BjM 9-15-14