Written on the occasion of the funeral of a dear friend who saw me through a great deal of my childhood, Mary Cloke.  I  realized the the handkerchief that I’d been using throughout the funeral was also the same one my sister had given me for my wedding years previous and this poem was my way of reconciling the two extremes.

Tears of Joy

—The start of a new life

—A new beginning

—Two become one

Tears of Sorrow

—The end of a life

—A new beginning

—A short separation

The tears mingle together

—An end…

——A beginning…


Life continues