(for Juan
Ramon Guerrero and Christopher
“Drew” Leinonen)
It
wasn't planned this way.
Families
were to be invited.
Flowers,
cake, and all
chosen
to make the day
so
special for them
and
for everyone they knew.
No
one can predict rain.
Clouds
sneak in to skies
to
play dark games.
It
is the same with people.
Some
people are so dark
they
cannot share in love.
While
sharing their love
with
friends, the clouds came
when
light changed to dark
for
one and then the other.
The
last embrace unplanned
kissing
their crimson altar.
Barry
G. Wick
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