The Mundane
The Mundane The Ordinary The Extraordinary
you say, he died
died too young
just a boy, after all
too tender for this world
I ran into you yesterday
you say, your husband died
a man I did not know
I saw tears in your eyes
another time
I said, he died, drowned
a fisherman
drowned while fishing
the phone rang
you say, he died
just a boy after all
the youngest of your children
another time
you say, she died a beautiful young woman
died too young
I stopped a man on the street
with breaking voice
I said, he died, my only son
died too young, just a boy
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