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Sonnet for a Suicide (Sonnet) by <~>
My son is safe, at home today.
I called and checked, to be certain.
Before I dialed 911,
I had to know he was okay--
Call it a mother's bargain--
Before I could take action.
I'd come across a gruesome scene
Another woman's son, I found:
A young man's corpse, just off the path,
His body, swollen, black and green,
Around his neck, a rope was wound,
I discovered the aftermath.
I was the one who broke the news.
But, why do they always lose their shoes?
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