My last walk

[Catcherin]

This is a brilliant poem. The simple descriptions of of people and there loved ones/day to day activities seem detached from the jumper. It seemed to me to stress all the simple fundamentals that they wouldn't/couldn't have, but then the second line of the 3rd stanza seems to denote some sort of regret? I loved the wording, its very relaxed, almost tranquil in its description of such a horrible event.