Theraputic Poetry; "Placed a Rose"

Okay, so from my site you've seen the scary statistic that every 16 minutes we lose someone to suicide, well here is another one. Every seventeen minutes, someone is left to make sense of it, and on average the loved one lost to suicide leaves six people behind. After hearing this statistic I decided to get out my lucky green pencil and write and this is what came out...

Placed a Rose

Look up at the sky
full of dark clouds.
Now the clouds cry
dark tears.
Steps are taken towards
the casket.
Her love and father of
her children places a
bright rose on her casket, the
rose leaves his fingers
just as she left his.
Her father and mother walk
brokenly gripping each
other.
Her mother looks away
not wanting to see
that she could no
longer help
her.
Her father places a rose,
fully bloomed, looks
at her face and
wishes for a
smile.
Her sister walks up to her looking
back.
A rose is placed, and she
walks forward.
Her eldest daughter walks up,
then back, then
up again.
Tears roll from her face
to her mothers.
She looks up then down,
slowly the rose is places on her
casket.
Her son looks down, only to look
up to know he is
There.
He looks at her yearningly.
Very slowly he places the
rose on her casket,
and looks up.
Her youngest daughter takes baby
steps towards her.
Closes her eyes and takes
a deep breath.
She looks away and bites
her lip.
She grabs her hand, cold, hard.
She looks at the rose then at her.
Placing the rose on her casket she
places her love.
One person, six roses.