How are you doing?

How are you doing?
Simply asked by the unaware.

I saw the bright yellow sun today
It reminded me sadly
That my son had died

I saw the green fields and the blue sky
I thought to myself
My son had died

The simple teasing that would have
Cause me to fume, doesn’t matter now
That my son has died

The moments grind past
Exceeding slowness, since
My son has died

The person I was and liked
Has shattered and fallen
Now that he has died

I am reading information
I shouldn't have to, because
My son has died

Food has lost it taste and pleasure
Why bother
My son has died

I scream inside and whither
And only I hear
My son has died

So how am I?
I don't know, but I do know
My son has died
Thanks for asking.