Don’t Tell me
It’s about time you didn’t feel that way;
You’ve been mourning for too long;
Don’t keep going to the cemetery;
It’s not good for you to talk so much about her;
She wouldn’t like to see you cry;
She’s now resting/
Tell me better
I accompany you in your pain;
I’m here in case you need to talk;
I understand it’s painful to lose such a close loved one;
I don’t know what to tell you, I’m just listening;
I support you in whatever you need me.
What I need is your understanding, not your judgment…
Your affection, not your imposition…
Your support, not your criticism…
What I need are your friendly hand and your big heart.
Ligia M. Houben
A bereaved daughter
