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Dedicated to the loving memory of my mother-in-love, Hattie Pearl Higgins. May you rest in paradise Queen.
What do you do when the words won't come?
You know, sometimes you have the rhythm but all you can do is hum.
What do you do when the words are stuck in your throat?
Bottled up emotions that get your goat.
How do you say all the things you are feling when the hurt from the loss leaves you reeling?
You see, I am angry...no, not that.
Confused...no, not that.
I'm lost in an abyss of wordlessness.
How do you describe what this hurt is?
Yeah, I know I am using words right now,
but they are the imprecision of the one's I can't get out.
