I had five days to spend,
And never could I waste,
This time on which I do depend,
Lost to all my haste.

Day One was spent in part
Shielding myself from the shock
Feeling the rapid beating of my heart
And trying to turn back the clock.

Day Two came in time
To keep myself busy, warding off thought
Forget that I was left behind
And remember what I was taught.

Day Three was gone in a flash
When I embraced the denial
Hardly noticed it had passed
And forgot what was final.

Day Four brought the mourning
Around the casket my family gathered
As we thought about the morning
And what really mattered.

The last to come was Day Five
In which he was buried
The last of when he was alive
Leaving us his memory to carry.