THE PARK OF PEACE
Dedicated To Krystle Campbell, and all other victims
For you, Krystle, and all the other promising lives lost.
At the forefront is your family
The city of Medford, built Park in honor of you
and gave it your beautiful name: Krystle Campbell
It also unfortunately reminds us
of the Boston Marathon bombing.
A day when amongst April blooms,
blood trickled down.
My heart was beating fast that day
worried for my own daughter
she was watching the Boston Marathon nearby
I warred she may have the same misfortune.
Watching the Marathon from the sidelines,
you Krystle, were one of the unlucky ones.
And we will always remember you
when April's flowers bloom.
We come to this park, everyday,
giving ourselves time to heal,
getting over a broken heart,
no matter who we are or what we represent,
we think of everyone while praying for Krystle and all the others.
And yet, the blood still trickles down all around the world.
For no reason!
And all I hear is Krystle voice saying to us:
Love and Peace! God Bless!
Copyright © 2016 by Fuat Memelli
Mr. Memel is an inspiring poet residing in Medford Massachusetts.
Shirley Gerald Ware-Publisher-Author