By Rachel Spilecki • Lewiston High School
One dried up carnation
Laying on the desk
Where my homework is done
Flattened accidentally while
Dehydrating
Now lopsided
This flower meant
So much to me
So many sad memories
Linked
The hectic drive to New York
Staying at a hotel
Being with family
Having… fun
But there was something heavy
Weighing on our hearts
Getting to the beautiful house
Where kitten used to play
And dogs trotted
Now kittens are gone
Were gotten rid of
Because their innocent litter box created
Scabs
On her brain
Complicating everything
Speeding up the process
Dogs being taken care of
By someone else
To take some of the weight
Off of her husband’s shoulders
The wake
The first trial
Seeing a body
That was not her
Seeing a life
Before our time
That wasn’t known
By some
Us
Feeling distantly related
To her
Had to be strong
For my cousins
Since I am the oldest
The Funeral
The last farewell
Surround by strangers
Mourning the loss
Of a dear one
One who we had loved
Only because of a late joining
A marriage
During the last years of her life
The flowers
Given away at the door
Church couldn’t use them
Lent forbade it
So the nieces handed them out
But not us
Her blood nieces
The pinkish-brown dead flower
Carried safely from
New York to Maine
Tried to be kept alive
With no luck
Just like its original
Owner
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