The night the world changed for a 3rd grader

There smiles and laughs in the room

But in the morning it was as quiet as a tomb

We ate ice cream nice and cold

It was shocking when I was told

My mother and father left me there

Why did she die? That’s not fare

I slept well in my aunt’s bed

The words my mother said kept repeating in my head.

Got up and had breakfast that morning

When they buried her, the world stopped turning

I loved her very much

And no longer can I feel her loving touch

I was young and didn’t cry

Maybe I couldn’t face that my great grand mother had died.

Love you always Nanna Nuzza.

By Angela 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As children we don’t understand everything that goes on around us, we rely on our parents to make us understand and keep us safe.  They can’t keep us safe if they can’t see inside us, our thoughts, our anxiety.