The Happiness Port Project

I'm sad because no one told me my Mom was ill. They called the paramedics(checked her out she was okay.) This isn't the first time this has happened. When will they tell me when she dies. I wonder what I've done to deserve such treatment from my siblings. It's been almost 2 years and no contact from them during this pandemic. The only reason any of them is alive is through my mom. My sons and I have decided that we are moving out of Wisconsin. When and I hope not soon for I haven't seen mom since this awful disease has separated families and friends.

I wrote these poems to my siblings, of course, I'm to chicken to send it.
Because You Didn't Hear Me

Did you know?
I'm an abstract artist
My social media friends know
I wonder do you?

Did you know?
I'm an established Author
My social media friends know
I wonder do you?

Did you know?
I struggled emotionally that first year
My social media friends know
I wonder do you?

Did you know?
That God lives within me,
forgiven me and as I have myself
Have you forgive me I wonder?

Grace Maier Crook
@April 4, 2020

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My heart is broken
My heart is mending
My heart is needing you
My heart craves friendship
My heart needs reassurance
Grace Maier Crook
@March 20, 2020