Reclaiming One Day At a Time

Moving on

This year's

Canada Day is

Mine!

Do you hear me

Mom?

No more sulking

In mourning

For a family

Lost.

Seven bleeping years

You have held me

A captive of my own heart

On the faint hope

Of being accepted.

No more.

In my heart

Your grave marker bears

July 1, 2006

As your date of death.

After my accidental

Outing to you

On that date.

Hope

You do not expect me

To lay flowers

Upon your grave

Mom.

For none

Will grace it

From me.

Turning my attention

To more important things

On this holiday.

As I join others

In the public celebration

Of Independence.

Knowing

This year's fireworks

Will be extra bright

For me.