Posted in Love

The Funeral

Love, when you ended

your ‘less-than-perfect’ life,

I believe you had every right.

But your note said

you pray for forgiveness

for your life of sins.

In that moment,

you changed everything.

You had no right to call

our love, our life and dreams,

a Sin…

We were gay, not philanderer–

almost man and husband.

Now that I stand here at your grave,

I wonder if I had sinned

throughout my life

by loving a Sinner.

Photo by BRUNO CERVERA on Unsplash


I am an Instructional Designer, avid reader, small-town woman and working mother with a fish-eye perspective. I have just published my first book, The Forest Bed and other short stories. If you like my stories on this blog, feel free to Like, Comment, Reblog and Share. You can reach me at or through my Facebook page

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