A child at a funeral

Blonde hair, effortless, in the breeze,
a child’s laugh pierces through the sad quiet.
The grief escapes as she frolics with ease—
inside everyone else, grief riots.  

A child’s laugh pierces through sad quiet.
She blows seeds, pulling flowers from the ground. 
Inside everyone else, grief riots.
She takes from the earth, as he is laid back down.  

She blows seeds, pulling flowers from the ground,
eyes filled with wonder, toothless grin full of life;   
she takes from the earth, as he is laid back down.
As an adult, she looks back, worried she caused strife.

Eyes filled with wonder, toothless grin full of life—
the grief escapes her as she frolics with ease.
As an adult, she looks back, worried she caused strife.
Blonde hair, effortless, in the breeze.