Had it vanished without a trace, as advertised
Think of the many graves not dug
The tears not shed and obituaries not written
Had it been gone, like a miracle
Imagine the real miracle of lives not ended
Businesses not closed
Classes not canceled and jobs not lost
Had a liar not posed as a man in charge
Think of the pain not suffered
And strife not endured
Had it only been so
All that followed—vanished
It didn’t vanish; instead
We’ve quietly buried our parents;
Partners; siblings; friends
And plan their Celebrations of Life
For some unknown future time
About the Creator
Paula Shablo
Daughter. Sister. Mother. Grandma. Author. Artist. Caregiver. Musician. Geek.
(Order fluctuates.)
Follow my blog at http://paulashablo.com
Follow my Author page at https://www.amazon.com/Paula-Shablo/e/B01H2HJBHQ
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