looking at his old yard
What was he thinking?
Did he hear the sounds of his families laughter and business before they faded away?
I hope his new life and family bring him some kind of solace!
These tragedies occur right in our neighborhoods and we smile
We wave and pretend
Nothing has changed
What if crosses were put in that yard
With the names of his children
And the wife of his youth
To remind us to slow down
And smell and tend to the roses
❤️~ Krystal Lynne