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AFTER THE RAIN
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I walked to the grave
Taking soft steps
I scared the tears away with my anger
The flowers bloomed their best
Just to accomodate me
Accompanying me in sadness
But it was rage that kept me walking
pushing my feet forward
Until I am standing before the headstone
'The headstone'....
Is that how I refer to this person now? The headstone?
This was a human being. A real person
A person who once laughed at my stupid jokes
Who loved chewing potato chips too loud
Just to annoy me
And pushed the hair out of my eyes when I cried
To get me to look into his
He was a person.
My Person
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It's always sad losing someone, reminiscing over the beautiful moments can be a double-edged sword, it can make you happy, but yet sad once again.
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The flowers bloomed their best
I love this line, it says so much.-
Thank you so much kiersten !!
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You capture that emotion we often deny when a person dies -- anger. Anger that it happened, anger that they left your, anger that you will never see them again... We often feel guilty feeling such anger but it is real and not unjustified.
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Yes !! Thank you so much for reading it Rick ! I try hard to convey human experiences as they really are ,sometimes they're complex
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David i always love your perspective on my writing ...i feel lucky that you read it ! Thank you