I’m doing a second poem. Hopefully I can do a wee bit better this time with guidance and feedback from 
I’ve been feeling so helpless and sad about a tragedy of a grandma strangling her 6-ish grandson to death. I couldn’t believe what I was watching on news. The sorrow has been on my mind. Sighing....
I can’t do anything about that at all but hope that the boy is being taken care of in the heaven and may have a better next life.
The poem
Children have endless energy
They may be grumpy and lippy
They may not regulate self control well
Parents and guardians have emotional roller-coaster rides day in and day out
Grandma might have not taken it anymore
She might have emotional meltdowns
She might have felt helpless
But she has gone completely off-track
Every family faces hardships of different kinds
We may give a hand to try to resolve
We may listen to try to understand
But outsiders hardly tackle each hardship inside-out
Boy, we cannot change what has happened
But boy, don’t be afraid, you are now being well taken of by angels
May you flourish in your next life
My condolences to the family