Welcoming Mourning
It is quiet because it is morn.
I don't like to look in the mirror
Because of what I see:
I look into death’s eyes
And see my reflection.
I see the death of hopes and dreams
And loved ones, I mourn,
Constantly.
Mar 4, 2025
Mar 4, 2025 at 6:52 PM UTC
Welcoming Mourning
It is quiet because it is morn.
I don't like to look in the mirror
Because of what I see:
I look into death’s eyes
And see my reflection.
I see the death of hopes and dreams
And loved ones, I mourn,
Constantly.
Lent is the practice of sacrifice (going without) and remembrance. I am giving up chocolate this year and will try and write a poem in my new “Lent Collection” each day. Enjoy.
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