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    Nov 2001


    A friend shared this poem with me recently:


    Don't tell me that you understand
    Don't tell me that you know,
    Don't tell me that I will survive
    Or how I will surely grow.

    Don't tell me that this is just a test
    That I am truly blessed
    That I am chosen for this task
    Apart from all the rest.

    Don't come at me with answers
    That can only come from me,
    Don't tell me how my grief will pass,
    That I will soon be free.

    Don't stand in pious judgement
    Of the bounds I must untie,
    Don't tell me how to suffer
    And don't tell me how to cry!

    My life is filled with selfishness,
    My pain is all I see,
    But, I need you now,
    I need your love, unconditionally.

    Accept me in my ups and downs,
    I need someone to share,
    Just hold my hand and let me cry,
    And say, "My friend, I care."

    By Joanetta Hendel
    Bereavement Magazine
    Last edited by Chris; 03-04-2002 at 10:17 PM.

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