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A Poem for Michael

October 29th, 2017 by

Yesterday, we held a memorial service for Michael, our youngest son. Just over three weeks ago, he took his own life after struggling with depression. We are in mourning, and we were honored to have Michael’s high school friends share their memories of their friend and all he meant to them. The following is a poem I wrote for Michael, and it was read at the service by Michael’s cousin, Chloe Inman. Thank you for reading.

For Michael–

What is length of days
but the endurance of sorrows
when to go out for your season
was to see the fragrant and flowering and,
though broken among the broken,
to frame jokes and
healing in friendships before
the light was lost and you
slipped away from us.

Though your choice
includes you no more
always
we will not say you are lost; lost
sounds our words shaped to
blame and loss

not carried away
by wind, by time, by
whatever is and will
come.

We go and mourn now.
In the days to come that will now not be seen
you will not stop being our son
you are held forever
in what remains of this length of days.

–Love, from Dad

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Comment by Bill on October 30, 2017 at 9:02 am

Powerful, deeply felt and honest in grief.

Comment by John Fox on November 18, 2017 at 5:50 pm

This is sadly beautiful. Thanks for the poem Tom, and sorry for your loss.

Comment by Tom on November 18, 2017 at 9:51 pm

Thanks, John. Hope you are well.

Comment by Steve on November 19, 2017 at 7:37 am

I grieved to hear of this, Dr. Allbaugh, most grieved. You will be included in my prayers this morning.

Comment by Kelli Anthony on November 20, 2017 at 9:58 am

What strong and loving yet such sad words, Tom. My prayers continue to be with you. God bless you and your family. Kelli

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