Sendings
By Shirley Segev
© Shirley Segev
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I am Relieved
I am relieved
you're dead now,
no tubes, no pain, no guilt.
I can be with you,
— as if —
smiling in your kitchen,
tasting that cake you baked,
chocolate moist and smooth,
it melts.
Thumping, the frozen
clumps of clay
fall into your grave —
"The Lord giveth and
the Lord taketh away "
they say, and I,
The Sinner,
" Indian giver "
I say.
If I knew then
If I knew then what I know now
I would have been too wise,
anticipation of a futile kind
dictating "you know how "
and "no need to surmise ",
or even, "they are blind ".
When looking back respectfully,
the wisdom left behind,
relief is on its track,
forfeiting the false right to glee,
just happy to be back.