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Please don't ask me to explain in more detail or talk about it, I just needed to express my thoughts. Take from it what you will, I hope you like it. I may delete this if I feel the need to, I'm not sure.



Black socks, black shoes,
Black pants, and back blouse.

A black sunglasses if you have one,
it conceals the darker eyes beneath.

Before, I was adjusting, adapting.
At first I thought I understood, but I was left dumb-founded.
The day seemed like a long strange dream.
"Is this really happening?" I kept thinking to myself.

Family gathered, and acted as they usually do.
They were all still good-humored,
"This won't affect them!" I naively believed, and slowly relaxed.
I was trying so hard to be serious and respectful for my mother.

The ceremony started a few days later.
I looked at my mother, whose laughter had invaded my thoughts just the other day.
But now, everyone's masks had been shattered.
I realized while it had been a life well lived, it had ended.
And while we all believed there's a better place beyond,
It is not here with us.

Those light-hearted jokes and easy smiles
It had all been layers built up to conceal
the grief that has taken root in their hearts.

What else could they do?
Taking away the layers,
The grief is still there.
It will likely be there until they close their eyes.
until they reunite in the holy grounds that we all put so much faith into.

Grandma,
When I was little,
Remember how I begged you to tell me what it would be like after?
I didn't mean anything by it.
I was a curious little girl.
You can tell me,
I will be listening for your news about the other side.

Sarah, this is a lovely poem. There's no need to explain, it's all there. My condolences for your loss.