A forced grin
a false I’m okay
are all I’ve got

It’s been three years,
three years today
since you left

with me not knowing
not for sure anyway
where you have gone

Heaven or hell
those are the choices
Which did you choose?


At dVerse Poets Pub today we’re writing Quadrilles with the word “grin.” Because today is the third anniversary of my sister’s untimely death-by-cancer, I knew I wanted to write something about that. Then Bjorn threw me for a loop with the word “grin,” which is generally a happy thing. But sometimes grins aren’t what they appear.

I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.


30 Responses

  1. SMiLes.. an
    aLL merciful
    God plays
    now by no
    human rules..
    in other words
    tHeir are no
    iS safe
    iN aLL Merciful
    God’s arms..
    as they say..
    iS God theRe iS no
    room for anything
    but Love iN God

    • Unfortunately, based on my study of God’s Word, I cannot believe that all people, regardless of whether they accept or reject God, will go to heaven. If someone doesn’t want God here on earth, why would they spend eternity with Him? John 14:6 is clear. A choice must be made, as painful as it may be to see a loved one make the choice to reject God, or to not know what choice they made.

      • That’s sad my friend.. And that is what relative free will gifted by God allows.. For humans to create hell here as a self-fulfilling prophesy and yes it is real.. already been to hell and live heaven now that the real humble Jesus promised is simply now for those who find tHeir way through the needle of now.. Hope your sister found that as God is not limited to words or other human symbols that are all approximate idols of God’s Full breath.. sMiles.. Hope and Love will always win over fear and hate as God’s rule of Nature with or without human idol words.. With due respect of course.. And SMiles.. As it works.. In practice..:)

  2. I am so sorry for your loss. It must have been hard to write this poem. I understand the forced grin all too well. An excellent poem.

    • And because it’s 3 days before my son’s birthday — he turned 18 the year my sister died and will be 21 this year — I’m reminded of that balance between mourning loss and celebrating life that we all must walk.

  3. This is a powerful, meaningful little poem. I think a longer poem would not have had the impact. Perfect.
    I’m so sorry you lost your sister. Writing helps me with my losses- I hope it helps you too

  4. Not knowing the Choice that a loved one made (or didn’t make) is, perhaps, more painful than the loss of the person him/herself.

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