A poem from my novel in verse I am working on to process my miscarriage.

No More Tears

I’ve realized

my goal was

no more tears.

 

Perhaps because

I fear those around me

don’t want to see them.

 

Perhaps because

the unspoken rule

to pull yourself together.

 

Perhaps because

when they come

I fear they will never stop.

 

But I am embracing

the tears as

part of the journey.

 

I am accepting

there may not be a day

when the tears don’t fall.

 

I am learning

to hope

for the day

when the tears

come

-and they will-

they will

come

 

with peace.