After Val's Burial

after val’s burial, we went back to the house.
there was food.
and tears.
and stories.
and a grandfather clock.
and her mom’s vacant eyes.

after val’s burial, we drove home.
there was drama.
and laughs.
and silence.
and memories.
and disbelief.

after val’s burial, we went to bed.
there was a dream.
and her face.
and bright colors.
and a rude awakening.
and a heavy heart.

after val’s burial, we lived our lives.
there was comfort.
and her grave.
and a new generation.
and a sense of guilt.
and world war three.

after val’s burial, we had to move on.
there was life.