by Kathleen Delicato

Created on: January 29, 2008

CONVERSATION WITH SALLY

I was telling Sally
That my mother had died.
She told me of her father's death,
As tears ran from her eyes.
He had died when she was quite young,
But the pain she felt was the same.
As if it was only yesterday,
She re-experienced it again.

I felt such compassion for her,
It put her in a different light.
As human being to human being,
We shared the same sad plight
Of sorrow at a loved one lost.
It taught me that even though
It went back so far in time,
When she had lost her father,
Her tears were the same as mine.

I guess it's something one never gets over,
Enduring the loss of one so dear.
Though time lessens the constant pain,
The depth of emotion is always near.

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