We sat in silence

On the floor

In a circle.

Someone had died. 

I didn't know her personally,

An elderly woman whose sister had just passed. 

It was a shock, even to me.

But someone had died. 

A relative. 

She reminded me of life 

In her parting, I was made to consider my own. 

They spoke well of her. 

They cried for her. 

Would they speak well of me? 

I cried too. 

For her, for those that she left. 

In her parting, she reminded me of my own.