Why oh why did my wife have to cry Life has been all about no and deny Why did my son have to die? So many questions and so few answers Many say to adjust and move on Easier said than done When will it be our time in the sun? Why can we not have fun? Sadly, there can never be fun without my son Why are there so many that suffer? What does not kill you makes you stronger Yet, one still needs to suffer Why is there no answer? Until that time the only answer is... Why?
Here is a site for my poetry. Like the title implies, some poems are sweet and others sour. Each one was written during a different phase of my life when I was up and down. So, enjoy and leave comments. Peace.