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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Death >> ID #799068  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
I Did Not Cry When My Mother Died
Written about my mother's passing.
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You didn’t? What’s wrong with you?
Unfeeling?
Repressed emotion.
Unhealthy.
You should see someone.
Let go of those resentments.
Acknowledge your pain.
You’ll feel better.

No I won’t.

Nothing's wrong with me.
I feel deeply,
I embrace my emotions.
Healthy, I see myself.
I don’t believe in resentment.
I choose not to have pain.
And I feel blessed.

I will not grieve to fit your expectation.

Do not presume to judge.
I found her
Like a baby, asleep on her comforter.
Free finally from pain.
Wrapped in a serenity,
Earned through a lifetime of physical adversity
Faced with grit and grace.
This cocoon for a soul, finally released its butterfly.

I can do no less than respect its freedom.
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