REMEMBERING ONES WHO REMEMBER
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Today I remember
those who remember.
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A young couple
laying flowers
at the grave
of a still-born dream.
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A sister
sobbing not comprehending
her brothers death
on a hurtling motorcycle.
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A white-haired couple
straightening the flag
and breathing a grief breath
at a grave now 30 years old.
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A mother and two children
standing hand in hand
misty-eyed at the mystery
over a missing one.
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Grief passes you say…
passing in weeks
or months or years?
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Yes – God's good time
mutes grief's cries
dries grief's tears.
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But on some days
memory stirs ashes
to uncover hot embers.
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Today I remember
those who remember.
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