It was a week before they found you
a week before anyone had known.
It took a week for them to realize
you had died alone…
150,000 people across the world die every day
most have friends and family they’ve known
but this poem does not go out to them
It goes out to those like you…who die alone.
Who have no friends or family
for whatever reason why
No one by your side at the end
No one with whom to say goodbye.
We did not know to think about you
not while you were living anyhow…
so we’d like to say we’re sorry
and we’re thinking of you now…
It is our hope these thoughts will find their way to you
to let you know we care…
that you will feel their presence
and find some comfort there…
Perhaps if we all take a moment every day
to make thoughts like these known
even those who die by themselves
will never die alone.
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