to Joshua RIP 1987-2002 written for my brother |
I sat in the passenger’s seat Of that ’98 silver Mustang GT, Though it was my car I allowed Benji to do the navigating. As You know, he loved that car. The five minute drive took an Eternity as we passed your favorite Spots- Chris’ on the right, the Old cemetery on the left, school On the left, and our destination too. The parking lot was filled with Familiar vehicles. All the vehicles You would recognize as they Belong to those who love you The most- your parents and siblings. We go in and learn you’re in the Room on the left from the front Door. The director tells us to take A seat in the family room on the Right. I take a seat on the couch. My seat is in the middle. Benji Is on my left and Allison is on My right. Allie’s nose is red and She’s clutching Kleenexes in her Hands, her head rests on my shoulder. It is time to go in now the director Motions us through; Mom and Dad Are leading the pack. I lag behind, You know how I am when it comes To emotional things; you were the same. I can see the tan colored casket. It’s smaller than I expected. I can Hear family members sobbing. Dad Is bawling oh so severely. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him cry quite so hard. I make my way towards you. Dani Is there, she’s whimpering too. Lex Luthor is gazing at you with her eyes Full of tears. I look down also and Can feel the lump in my throat. My eyes begin to swell and the tears Begin to flow. Lexy, Dani, Benji, And I embrace there beside you. It doesn’t feel right not to have Included you in this embrace. I take a seat behind Dad. Mom Is beside him blubbering also. In my seat I will stay for the Next three hours. Never moving Once reflecting, as I remember you. You wouldn’t believe the line Of people all wanting a glimpse Of you. You were one popular Little dude who didn’t even Know it. They all say sorry to me. Then it’s time to make our five Minute drive home. Mom and Dad Must stay to finalize the plans for Tomorrow. Benji and I take Another drive in silence. It’s a Thursday, the day you’ll be Buried. The sun is shining. The Weather is warm for a late March Day. Doesn’t He know today Is a sad day? Not a day for sun. Back to the funeral home we Must go. Visitation continues for The next four hours. This time I take time to soak in all of the Surroundings that you wouldn’t believe. In your casket rests, a picture of you With all of us. Mom and Dad are Smiling with their arms around you. Your eleven siblings are all smiling too, It was just taken Christmas Day. You’ve got pictures of your nieces And nephews too. Notes folded inside With the childish saying “for your Eyes only.” These are from various Friends from school. The folded blue notebook paper That simply reads Josh on the Outside, that’s the one from me In case you thought I forgot. I’d never forget about you kid. There are more flowers around Your casket than can possibly Be in a flower shop. Benji says They were there last night, but I never took the time to notice. The director suggests we find Our seats. I take mine in between Benji and Dani. Lexy is next to Dani where you should be. The Music starts. It is time. “Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)” Is the first song to play. It was one Of your favorites. Now, it only Seems appropriate to be deemed The first tear jerker we hear. Dani passes Kleenexes to Lexy, Benji, and me. We listen to the Lyrics and weep as one. I know All along it’s not cool for an 18 Year old boy to sob, but I do. The rest of the service becomes A blur as I wait for my final Glance of you. The single file Line of people expressing their Sympathies goes on forever. Finally it’s my turn. I look at My feet filing behind Benji. Each Of your siblings saying their final Goodbyes. I finally make it to you, After all there were eight ahead of me. I stare at you not knowing what To say. I cry looking at you without Ever touching you. Finally Jessica Comes and takes me away. Back Into the family room we retreat. The tears are great here. Our family Is large after all. Hugs are exchanged Between everyone there. There I sat On the same couch as before, knowing That my eyes will never see you again. |