I stood
I read my story
I smiled at the memory
I sat
Listened to the Eulogy
Laughed at the memory
Still sitting
Heard your bothers say I’m family now
No emotion
I stare
The casket, light wood
The picture of you, black and white
Still longing
I walk
People I don’t know
Staring at me, crying
I listen
The whispers
“She’s so brave, so strong”
I follow
Your body encased
Outside, a temperature plummet
I watch
As they lower you
Into royal blue,
They seal you in.
I hear
The tears of everyone
Your mother, your father
They walk away.
I stare,
The beautiful long box,
Your name etched in the metal
I break.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
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