One Monday Changed Everything
She was on her way to work
A sixty-minute drive she made every day
It was a rainy day, drizzly, a Monday
Her car flipped in every conceivable way
Her children were at school not knowing
That their lives were being turned upside down
The five-year-old was coloring and laughing.
The six-teen-year-old was with friends, hanging around.
The first responders knew they had a Mom,
From the coloring pages in the back seat,
She was non-responsive, already gone.
They tucked the sheet over her body, nice and neat.
There was a hushed silence for the loss of life.
Some said prayers, some cried tears for the unknown mom,
For somebody’s mother, somebody’s wife,
A young woman who was gone too early in years.
All of us in shock, no one felt exactly like another,
As we watched twenty-four sixteen-year-old girls
Attend a funeral for one of their friend’s mother
And we all saw a small motherless five-year-old boy.
It was one of the saddest funerals I have ever attended.
Everyone seemed to be in shock, consumed by grief.
Taught to all by an ordinary Monday with a bit of rain,
Live every day your best living, because life can be brief.
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