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Death’s Chalk Outline
Your birthday is coming;
How old would you be?
(You’re still only 19 to me!)
Yet your 32nd birthday is coming!
That’s 13 years I’ve missed with you!!!
How do we fare with the loss of you?
My sadness pervades
Long before your birthday comes…
Grief takes on a life of its own,
Manifesting in my body well before
March 29th comes.
It took me a while to know why I was sad:
The body “knows” before the “knowledge” is had.
Life was frenetic for months before
It all slowed to a stop when I entered Grief’s shore.
Where did all of these years go?
It seems these 13 years were plundered!
Yes, our lives went on (as if in a sleep walk)
But in our hearts, the dark storm clouds still thundered
As if leaving a chalk outline around our hearts,
with our lives now totally plundered.
13 years now, yet the loss never ends…
It manifests in our body as stagnant clouds with no wind.
We still walk, and we talk, yet our hearts never mend.
So it oft feels we are mummies,
lifeless to the end…
13 years now, yet still, it feels like yesterday.
(Non-grievers never could begin to understand
how we are alive, yet still we are slain…)
We walk and we talk, and act like we’re alive
But somewhere deep down in our bodies,
we know beyond knowing
that we’ll never thrive.
So here comes your birthday
And where will I be?
Just look for the chalk outline
manifest in me.
("Death's Chalk Outline ~Angie Bennett Prince, 2/28/2019)
May God bless each of you,
Angie
~Thanks to Carol Whiseant Rowe of Treasured Sisters for Merry Katherine's birthday picture!
