Tears

I never thought
we would gather
to reflect on
your death.

Fond memories,
morphing to the
final weeks of
your life.

I knew we were
there to reflect,
yet your loss still
hit hard,

Our reflections
culminating
to the active
free write:

Tear Water Tea,
my memories of you
crashing across my mind
like waves,

Splintering the lock
that held my composure
at bay, my mind
almost breaking.

And then,
the emotions stedied.
my control returned.

I was with my
loving group, yet
I needed to
stay strong.

I know that I
am not alone
in my mourning.

Yet, the tea must
wait for another time.

The tears may flow, alone.

07/29/2018