April 24: Consolation

by allisonkujiraoka

Were you there

with witness to bear

to whisper a prayer?

To fold your hands

and bow your head

in deference

with last respects?

Did you console the bereaved,

who in sorrow received

your embrace,

your tear-stained face?

Your memories,

your stories,

your practiced remarks–

were they a salve

for their broken hearts?