Troubles
Everyday
Coming someone’s way
What can I say, but sigh and pray
Always
Cinquain
Troubles
Everyday
Coming someone’s way
What can I say, but sigh and pray
Always
Cinquain
This poem was written for my friend Cheryl, who just lost her little dog named Beau. He was her best friend for 16 years.
Written in compassion for a co-worker who just lost her husband to a heart attack, suddenly, without any warning.Â