This poem is just a follow up on Teardrops From Heaven. I wrote it after being at the viewing for the girl. It starts out as my feelings and observations, then shifts rather suddenly into how the other people in the room are feeling. I chose not to use any grammar on this poem other than punctuation. I know I capitalized the first letter of each line even if it was in the middle of a sentence. Please, don't comment on either of these things. So now, I'll shut up and let you get on to reading the poem.
She's lying so still
As if sleeping at will
So peaceful and calm
While tears fall into my palm
I don't know why
She had to go die
I wait for her to wake
But alas not a move she will make
Tears falling like rain
People begging in vain
Willing her home to them
Their lost and treasured gem
All they want is a final embrace
Before sending her to her eternal resting place
