of crystallized relationship shouted to their world.
of eager exclamation, snapped photos,
excited babble, rippling laughter.
of funny stories, gentle glances,
graceful dances, whispered secrets.
smiles. and flowers and frills and fancy food.
a day
of celebration.
Yet underneath, behind
polite faces
I sense the flowing sorrows.
the widow, remembering happier married years.
the betrayed husband, smarting from the pain of divorce.
the single girl, longing for love and fulfilment.
the bachelor, flitting, endlessly unfulfilled, between relationships.
the father, suddenly now an outsider.
the mother, longing for a return
to child parenting, baby loving times.
Bitter. Sweet.
And I too am sad, on a happy day, because
sadness shouts louder than joy.
my spirit celebrates with an absorbed heaviness.
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