Poems Of Wisdom, Wanderlust, & Love...

Death Is Silent

Why did you die?

I know that I am asking rather late,

I mean,

it's been many several years,

since you've died,

my friend,

and I do hope,

that you rest in peace,

wherever you are,

because I loved you,

but I couldn't tell.

Now I ask,

softly at times,

why did you die?