I stand with my eyes closed
so that I can’t see the sorrow and pity
in their faces.
They think I am silent because I’m fighting
the inner turmoil of now being a widow.
Everyone leaves and go on with their day.
I am left standing alone.
It is not a foreign emotion for me
thou many wouldn’t know this.
A million thoughts run through my mind.
I finally open my eyes and look down.
The secret is forever sealed in your urn
buried in this fresh dirt beneath my feet.
I am the ONE would is standing NOW!
Kimber Michaela 2011