The Saddest Dance

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The Saddest Dance

Coping with Grief
You wouldn't remember

when your grandmother died,

you were less than three.

I remember riding in the hearse,

passing spring flowers

on the way to the crematorium,

thinking how she would have liked them.


You wouldn't have understood

the shadow in my heart

but somehow you sensed it.

We were caught in the saddest dance.

You grew difficult, threw

crockery off the table.

I struggled with a different darkness.


You grew to be a fine man

but if anyone asks why

you were so disruptive,

was it all your mum's fault

say it began when grandmother died.
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