The Poet Who Died Young

In years from now his poems will be read and recited and his songs will be sung
And he will be spoken of as the poet who died young
Last year at his funeral service his family and friends in tears
The shock and grief at his sudden passing will be with them for years

At his funeral service nice things of him were said
And prayers for him offered and his eulogy read
By a fellow poet in life his best literary friend
Who had to choke back his tears at the eulogy's end

His elder brother and sister looking tearful and sad
And tears in the eyes of his mum and his dad
And his twenty years old girlfriend her head in grief bowed
In the congregation could be heard sobbing loud

To those who loved him little consolation that his life achievements were great
And that in his twenty one years great beauty he did create
Though in years from now his achievements to them may be a sense of pride
He did not leave it to life's Reaper his end to decide

One does have to feel for his mum and his dad
In what is the saddest day in life they have had
To find their youngest son dead in the garage dangling from a rope
In a shock any father or mother would find it with hard to cope

From all near and dear to him the darkness in his mind he managed to hide
And the sad news of his passing did travel far and wide
In years from now his poems will be read and recited and his songs will be sung
But this will not bring back to life the poet who died young.