When you give up Something you love For Something you love You feel Sad Mad Glad Sad Mad Glad Sad
Star
We're quite lost without you Your brothers and I Our sparkly centre Our bright morning (and evening and middle of the day) star We're quite lost without you And navigation is difficult because You're Not Here
Your picture
Your picture (So present, so real) Shocks me It awakens me To your absence (an unfillable void) And I cry Again And Again
Words
Words Weaponized Wound (sometimes mortally) the intended target (and bystanders of varying degrees of innocence or blame) You frighten me oh warrior with your words May I and the ones I love never be found in your cross hairs Tweet Tweet
Joy
Those who sow with tears will reap with songs of joy Psalm 126.5 Every gardener knows it The dry ground Needs rain To Produce Life We know it too (In our heart of hearts) (Painful though it is) Tears are the pathway To True Joy It grows in Hidden places Dark places Dry places Its authenticity is released and True Joy Grows
Loss
Laid off and I'm officially tired of loss sad/mad/sad/mad/sad/mad distracted momentarily then sad/mad/sad/mad/sad/mad sad
What do you want from us?
What do you want from us? Acceptance? Absolution? To be in the inner circle again? Touching us? Laughing with us? A part of us? Don’t you know that you gave that all up When you gave up her?
Was it hard
Was it hard To replace her Was is awkward In the kitchen At the table To have someone different Someone Not her There
Lily’s quilt
Started with joy Seasoned with sadness Sewed up with the strength of Friends
A Scream
I have a scream inside of me Deep Primordial If I scream it I will rend in two If I don't scream it I will rend in two Where are you O sister of mine? Where are you? I want you back I Want You Back
Colleen R. Jantzen 