As a child, I thought death was the most cruel thing
To love someone and be loved - only to lose them
To pour your heart into building a life - only to lose your life
To learn and to grow - only to fall apart.
As a teenager, I thought that the poem 'Futility' was sad and ludicrous
Making light of death - a mockery of effort
Showing us that time was had - a mockery of brevity
Questioning the intent of nature - a mockery of selection
As an adult, I have discovered know grief, it has depths beyond imagining
I lost my mom so dear to me - I gained in my mind, a loop of her final days
I couldn't save her life - I learned that there are limits to my power
I have to keep living - I understand that it is the only way to keep her with me
Friday, February 21, 2025