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Remembering

Go ahead and mention my child

The one that died,  you know

Don't worry about hurting me further

The depth of my pain doesn't show.

 

Don't worry about making me cry

I'm already crying inside

Help me heal by releasing

The tears that I try to hide.

 

I'm hurt when you just keep silent

Pretending it doesn't exist

I'd rather you'd mention my child

Knowing that he has been missed.

 

You asked me how I'm doing.

 

I say "Pretty good" or "fine"

But healing is something on-going

I feel it will take a lifetime.

 

By Elizabeth Dent