Delayed Flowers Poem by LaToya Martin

Why cry?
You never cried when I was broken
Why visit me now?
When I called, you never came
You stand and reminisce about my life
Why don't you tell them I was your shadow?
Not even recognized by you in light
You stand over me and you weep
I can't hear you
Your cries are now worthless
Why grasp and kiss my lifeless skin?
You knew that you shattered my heart
A heart that cried daily for God to piece together
Finally, the day has come
Where I'm being acknowledged
I've waited so long for this special day
But why did that day
Have to be my funeral?
So in my casket, as I lay
All alone as I lived
Only to die of a broken heart
I'm with Jesus and
I've met his father
And yes
We have forgiven you