Life was simple
So I thought
At the time

When I look
Back there were
Many stormy episodes

Unbidden these scenes
Surprisingly played out
In my mind

Prevalent and troubling
These memories arrived
At unexpected moments

But I survived
All seven of
Us survived them

Like chaff driven
By the wind
We were scattered

Solo and in
Pairs going out
Taking separate highways

Decades have past
We lost one
Of our own

By his own
Hand he took
His pain away

We mourned separately
Alas our grief
Generated no reunion

It was just
Another stormy day
But not simple