WEDNESDAY'S CHILD
Wednesday third day of the week
your party fills my thoughts
we were together again
for the first time
to celebrate your birthday
yes, wonderful you
a-full grown woman
amazing in your being
still a bit of a girl at heart
you wear a new hair color
your face young with just a hint of dew
like the morning fresh
waiting for the sun to rise
you sat next to me
you tell me of the death of your husband
and the death of your son
I say, “I understand”
no, I cannot say, “ I know how you feel.”
but I do understand the grief
that surrounded you
enveloped you
it is a personal thing
no one can share
you must walk this part of the journey
alone
bent from the weight of the burden
the sorrow
I remember that day, the 4th of
July
we were together then
darkness drew slowly around us
I imaged myself an old woman
carrying the weight of my son
an old woman I was not yet
but soon the day would come
and I would be ready
you have taught me so much
And now, it is June 6th
your death day
I remember asking, “who are you?
“why does it hurt so much?”
the answer came unexpected
who you were and would always be
you were my teacher
you gave me lessons for all times
and now, I am old,
wise because of the lessons
it is only now I feel I am ready
but it is too late
the time left is not long enough
perhaps I will be able to use all you have
taught me
in the next life I live
I love the contemplative tone of your poem, Annell. And some lessons, though hard ones, really stay with one....throughout the hurt.
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ReplyDeleteI like the title of your poem. I am a Wednesday child and often think that I seem to look to carry too many woes....it's maybe something to do with that day...it's easy to attach life circumstances to a day, especially when deeply affecting..
Very powerful and contemplative
Wednesday's Child, a poignant poem. Maybe it is not too late.
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This is so true Annell, and so difficult to trudge on for the rest of the days. Yet the amazing power within helps make this life-journey somewhat possible. Such beautiful words work as inspiration for those who are on the same journey.
I like the new look of your blog. Smiles.