arms wrapped around my own body
i can feel parts of myself--missing.

the spaces in my heart left empty
when you all packed up and left.

the part i lost when i lost you--and you,
and even the loss of the cat.

this is a funeral for myself.
to honour what i have lost of myself

when you died. because you died and
a little of me died too.

you didn't pass away, you didn't move on.
you died. and a little of me died too.

this is a moment of memory for myself.

to remember those parts of myself
that slipped away

like water through my fingers
and the last breath you sighed.

a eulogy for the smile on my face
after a day with you

a hymn for the warmth of your
sweet green eyes on my face

a requiem for the way i clung to your
hand when i was a little girl

this is a funeral for myself.
to honour what i have lost

to remember what must never
be forgotten.