And everyone has greetings to send,
And reserves a place for the New Year to spend,
I put a smile on my face and pretend
That I am okay, as no one can fully comprehend
My heartache, neither a relative nor friend.
Forgive me, loved ones, I do not mean to offend
But my wounds will never mend
Since my grief and my blood blend.
I wish I could my history amend
And the movement of time suspend
Not having to face another year's end!
Summer Rays-Solace for Bereaved Parents