I knelt down on the pillars of this churchThis time it was different
The first time I entered these doors was with an uncle
I remember as clear as day how overwhelmingly beautiful it was to me
It’s where I was introduced to God
Baptized as a child, held over this holy water as it poured over my forehead
It’s where I knelt next to my brother, Holy Communion third of seven sacraments received
8th grade graduation prayer service
Watched my aunt walked down the aisle
Watched the kids in my family be baptized
Countless Ash Wednesday’s
Countless Easter Sunday’s
Down the street, to the left down this alley that led to my grandmothers home
Across the street a park.
Where I met brothers and sisters for a life time.
There sat a pool, I learned to swim in
Where I would go late at night, with no fear as a little girl and try to fly high in the sky on the swings.
In this playground where I had my first kiss.
All the sports you can name.
Walking through the field one day some of us sang “I’ll be missing you” by Puff daddy and Faith Evans
Standing in this burial watching your casket lower, never would I have imagined that same song playing.
Never in my life had I seen so many grown men cry
I watched afar at your funeral as many greeted you in your casket
But not I.
I could only hear your voice and laughter
As my knees touched these pillars in this church, where we prayed for your soul, my heart broke into pieces.
Never had I imagined, we’d be in this place for the loss of a loved one.