An Endless Sky
by Sarah Goodall


Last summer a group of my friends took their car out for a drive at a party, crashed into a tree and one of them died instantly. My poem is about how much you take for granted. That your best friend is there one day, but you never expect them to be gone the next. I couldn’t imagine how my friend’s family felt, losing their only son. It often makes me think about what I’d do if my sister died, my best friend, or even my parents. I think that I will often think about this when I’m in hospital or G.P. practice around people who lose a loved one, or even know they are going to lose a loved one from a terminal illness. It will help me relate more to them and try to understand how they feel. Hopefully I can then be more helpful and understanding in my work.

Sarah Goodall
Whole Person Care