Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Choose Wisely

My first funeral was my grandmother’s funeral.
I was twelve.

Two weeks later, my second funeral was for a classmate.
She was not yet twelve.

Chris was a shy, simple girl, a good student.
She had a small smile, was introverted.

I had not bothered getting to know her.
I might have thrown her an occasional “hi”.

She had a friend already.
Joyce.

I have thought of Chris for fifty-four years.
Choices can haunt you for the rest of your life…

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Lawrence Sharp July 26, 2018 at 12:43 AM As Susan said, very poignant. Very well written.

Susan Ashley July 25, 2018 at 8:20 PM Caren, your poem expresses feelings of such intimate and poignant introspection.. a beautiful and captivating write. Warmest wishes always my friend.. ~Susan Caren Krutsinger July 25, 2018 at 9:22 PM Thank you Susan. I was hoping it was not too subtle; so glad you picked up on it so completely. Thank you for the feedback!