Anger's Solemn Years Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Solemn years, no talking or laughter, no get-togethers.
A deep silence filling the void of our once close relationship.
Too many years have passed, I don't know what to say - I miss
you, but pride stands in the way.
Wanting to set aside all the hurt and pain, but I don't know
how.
Will we really never again speak to one another here on earth?
Will death be the only solution to end our silent, maddening
grudge?
Death of one of us will solidify the void between us permanently.
Grandchildren will wonder all their lives what could've happened
to cause this huge break in their family.
Two loved ones depriving one another of their lives, also
depriving the little ones, teaching them never to forgive or
apologize when you get mad or have an argument.