Peacefully sitting
In the silence of nothing
But your loved ones near
Awkwardly hiding
In the extreme strangeness of
Your embarrassment
Joyfully laughing
In the simple still space of
“you had to be there”
Gracefully crying
In sweet symphony, knowing
There is no shame here
Moments of family
So precious and sweet, unlike
Any other thing
(Z’necia Hall, 2019)