Today
the world wept
reminded of
how life can be short
how time is spent
how you
are
were
I feel like a part of my childhood
died today
the kind of childhood
where it was
OK
to burp loudly at the dining table
to make faces and giggle
to over-eat on eggs and pan de sal
to let white rice stick to t-shirts
to color outside of the lines
to wipe mouths on the sleeves of Christmas sweaters
to feel like
everything
is
OK
because
the absence of
your smile
your laughter
your heart
and all that you have given on this earth
is a hard pill to swallow
a pill that only dissolves
with time
with love
with healing
with trips down memory lane
photographs
stories
projected onto the walls of my mind
and colored into my memory with permanent crayons
And so I am only left to act
in admiration
in honor
with lessons
that I will
take with me
in how I will
Teach
Learn
Love
and
Live
I suppose...
this will...
do....
until we meet again.
