I Found My Freedom
In My Freedom
Like A Sigh Of Relief
My Body Let Go

Well Meaning People
Trying To Give Love
And Me standing There
Like the Sole Family Member
In The  Receiving  Line
Of My Own Funeral
Refusing the Whole Time

Like My Grandmothers...

Mother Stepping Off The Bus From  Rehab
For Her Mom
Cancelled Out     ....again
Hope Gone In an Instant

Standing in the Recieving Line
Side by Side
Hanging On
To The Very Bones Of Our Being
Trying to Get Thru

Formally Presenting
Relatives.      I've come to Love
But Didn't Know a Thing About
Everything Hidden

That's How it Was

Grandmother
Matriarch of Tradition and Home
Formal Gratitude and Manners
Lying In A Box

Ideas Of Elegance And Beauty
At The End of A Pen and A Brush
Hanging in  Scupted Frames  
Of Possibility
Beauty's Silent Service ...Loves  Joy!

Shining!!! With One  Small  Cloud Roaming
Family Secrets
Nobody talking about it
Waiting for A Stage

And Suddenly
There it was In Front If Us
Actors in our Own Lives Standing with Reality
the End of So Many Things

I stood at the Turning Point
And It Took 33 years
Til  I could Finally Make the Turn
Back
To Say "Thank You"
For All That Loving