That House Poem by Anisa Tara

I walked into that house,
Kneeling by your nana's feet.
Laid my heavy head in her lap,
As both of us began to weep.

Not two brief years ago,
In that house, under that sky.
You came out to meet me,
We hugged and you cried.

On that sad January day,
A son was laid to rest.
He'd barely reached 40,
Too soon had he left.

Now it was you who lay,
In a clean white box.
I looked at my palms,
And only saw what I'd lost.

I searched for true love,
in the heart of every man.
How I wish I had known,
I'd found it in a friend.

I'll always ask myself,
How had life passed me by?
I knelt by your nana's feet,
Nothing else we did but cry.