A freshman committed
Suicide
Died last night,
I hear the wail
Of robbed potential,
The silent home
A room, empty,
Where homework
Should be studied,
Driving lessons
Rehashed,
Proms planned,
Eventually weddings, childbirth
Joyful transition
Parent
To grandparent,
Planning OUR funerals,
Not of a child.
Funerals for children
Brutal
Life is fragile.
The Freshman Suicide
