That hell hath no fury
Like a woman scorned.
And I've been as scorned
As a woman can get
The moment you spoke
Against the memory
Of my child.
Like you have any right
To do so.
In two weeks
I will honor the
The day of my
Sweet Kairi's birth.
I'd offered to have a
Memorial service
And include her entire family
But it seems my efforts
To have a day for her
With everyone in one place
To honor her as one
Was just too much
To expect out of those who
Claim to love her the most.
There is so much
That I would like
To say here
So much that will
Sever the rest of the
Tie that has been
Stretched too thin already
By my righteous fury
In the face of such
Blatant disregard
For the memory
Of so precious
A life
One that I alone
Will continue to
Celebrate
And mourn
With every breath
I take
And every
Milestone
Unlived
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