Maybe it will take a funeral
A visitation
A wake
We will make time
From our busy  lives
Packed with work
Laundry , groceries
And excuses
We will hug each other
With teary eyes
And say things like
“It’s good to see you”
“I’m so sorry it’s under these circumstances”
“Let’s get together real soon”
But we won’t
It’s just words
Hot air
Good intentions
We will walk away
Get in our cars
Drive back
To our busy lives
And forget who we were
How we were raised
What matters the most
How much we love
Until there’s another
Funeral

Jeanna’ Mead
November 14 2016

Feel with both hands, Jeanna’