This Morning A Loved One Died Poem by Clarie Sweet

This morning I didn't want to lift my head, I didn't even want to get out of bed.

This morning I didn't want to take a shower, all I could do was listen to the clock tick another hour.

This morning I didn't want to sing a song, I just hoped the morning wouldn't go on.

This morning I didn't want to see the sun shine, to see it meant I wasn't fine.

This morning I didn't want to eat, I didn't even want for my bed to look neat.

This morning I didn't want to go to school, this just wasn't the day for me to act cool.

This morning I didn't want to talk to anyone, I just didn't want to have any fun.

This morning I didn't want to hear the truth, I didn't want to front or act couth.

This morning I hated what I saw. This morning I just couldn't go on. This morning for me was just all wrong.