Death

• Daniel Sapuppo, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2004

I lay on the beach on that freezing Sunday evening
I contemplated the past days
The scent of the ocean reminded me of mothers favourite, Oysters
How could it be over? I wondered
Only two days ago, an eternity ago, we were blissful
Her death was inevitable
I had expected her to live
Now she is gone
I am alone
Solitude is my only companion
I have no one to guide me, to love me
How will I survive tomorrow?
How will I survive the week, the month, and the years?
Death will only prolong my misery and my seclusion
The death left me alone