I'm Sorry

It was sunny that day,

but the chill in the air stayed still.

Everything seemed dark, our clothes,

our mood.

The car pulled up, black.

Stopped.

There was no bump starting this hearse.

You stepped out in your suit, black.

I didn’t know what to say.

I couldn’t take time back

Your brother followed,

then your mother too.

I didn’t know what to say

to you. 

We gathered inside, silence,

you began that march.

You held him up.

How did you find the strength? 

I didn’t know what to say.

Tear stained faces gathered outside

I squeezed your hand,

I didn’t know what to say.

And now when I see you

your eyes seem to speak

to me.

I see inside your hard exterior.

“I’m sorry.”