Orphan

Confronting the Passing My Beloved Parents

I believe
there is a God.

Growing up
I was taught
there is a God.
His physical image
changed.

But
His power
to reward
and punish
was undeniable.

I was taught
virtues,
morality,
respect for elders
and to honor
my father and mother.

I am so blessed,
privileged
to have had my parents
for so long.

I stand at the threshold
of a new decade
an orphan.

If only
I can have one day
more….

I don’t.

I never will again.

May you
who isn’t an orphan
yet
love and honor
your parent/s.

It doesn’t matter
that
they do not
see,
do not
know,
do not
understand,
cannot imagine.

It doesn’t matter
even
if they got it all wrong.

Just let
them/him/her
not see,
not know,
don’t understand
get it all wrong.

It’s hard
to grow old
be old
and
useless
inconsequential
dependent.

Just love
and give
all you can
for you may
never
have
another
chance.