POEM

What a grieving mother really thinks

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Hello old friend,

Oh yes you know

I lost my child a while ago.

No, no pleaseDon’t look away

And change the subject

It’s ok.

You see at first I couldn’t feel,

It took so long, but now it’s real.

I hurt so much inside you see

I need to talk,

Come sit with me?

You see,

I was numb for so very long,

And people said,

“My, she is so strong.”

They did not know I couldn’t feel,

My broken heart made all unreal.

But then one day, as I awoke

I clutched my chest,

began to choke,

Such a scream,

such a wail,

Broke from me..

My child!

My child!

The horror of reality.

But everyone has moved on,

you see,everyone except for me.

Now, when I need friends most of all,

Between us there now stands a wall.

My pain is more than they can bear,

When I mention my child,

I see their blank stare.

“But I thought you were over it,

”Their eyes seem to say-

-No, no,

I can’t listen to this, not today.

So I smile and pretend, and say,

“Oh, I’m ok”.

But inside I am crying,

as I turn away.

And so my old friend,

I shall paint on a smile,

As I have from the start,

You never knowing all the while,

All I’ve just said to you in my heart.