The mirror shows no reflectionYet there is a "shadow mourner" that no one cares to seelet alone me.Siblings rule when they are alive.yet when one dies,the world only seesthe parents cry.The tears in sissy's eyesmust be dried.Someone has to serve the chickenthe macaroni salad and the pie.Not to say of cleaning up the mess after everyone says their goodbyes.Yet the beastof griefstill lies within.Crying, dying,caged, with ragejust waiting,hoping,to be let outto be held and heard. ©-Copyright December 2011 L. Soady-Lutz
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