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I remember calling you on your birthday.
Missed you the first time,
(you were at choir practice)
had to call again.
We talked about what I was writing.
(a play for class)
You said comedy was harder than tragedy.
You were only half right.
More laughs than tears,
although there were plenty of those.
We sang for you,
hoping somewhere you could hear us.
I don't have to hope.
I know we sang loud enough.
Missed you the first time,
(you were at choir practice)
had to call again.
We talked about what I was writing.
(a play for class)
You said comedy was harder than tragedy.
You were only half right.
More laughs than tears,
although there were plenty of those.
We sang for you,
hoping somewhere you could hear us.
I don't have to hope.
I know we sang loud enough.
Yahrzeit is a Yiddish word meaning the one year anniversary of the death of a family member.
It's been a little over a year since my Grandfather passed away. As soon as I saw this word, I knew it would be for him. And I'm not going to lie, this was hard to write. I know it's short, but I still got choked up and misty.
It's been a little over a year since my Grandfather passed away. As soon as I saw this word, I knew it would be for him. And I'm not going to lie, this was hard to write. I know it's short, but I still got choked up and misty.
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I remember that on the one-year anniversary of my grandmother's death, I went to her grave for the last time that wasn't X-mas eve (the only time she'd visit her dead loved ones).
This touches that place where grief grows old, but never dies inside. It's hidden, but a few well placed words help it come back. Thank you.
This touches that place where grief grows old, but never dies inside. It's hidden, but a few well placed words help it come back. Thank you.