Dedicated to my grandmother who passed away.
The Other Side of the Door
Inside the room, the people gathered
Quiet, sad, and ready to say goodbye
On the other side of the door talking and laughter pierced the silence
Inside they sighed
Inside the room, the lights were dim
The tone seemed grim as tears softly flowed
On the other side of the door a car horn blasted and the work whistle blew
Inside they cried
Inside the room, the four embraced
Holding their composure for a few moments more
On the other side of the door a child was playing and dogs were barking
Inside they prayed
The door soon opened and a light shone in
A man stood beckoning and welcomed her
She stood and walked towards the open arms
Three were left as their mother departed
Inside the room relief mixed with grief
Peace, comfort, and pride in knowing
On the other side of the door their mother was reunited with their father
Inside a piece of them died
