June-a difficult month

June is a very difficult month for me since the passing of my husband. His death was by suicide and today, 1995, was the day that the detective brought his personal remains and told me his body had been found. Years have passed and yet the pain is still so sharp and real. Everyday I still miss him.

(Poem by me)

left in the desert
dirt mixed with blood
silenced by wind
a gunshot unheard
plans played out
a death visualized
the lone hero falls
no longer to ride