The Choice

I watched her

when the sky fell on her shoulders..

not flinching,

not folding.

 

Just breathing.

Just staying.

 

She never called it courage.

She didn’t name it at all.

 

But it’s what I carry now

when my world begins to crack.

 

Because I remember

how she chose

not to come undone,

and in that choosing,

she showed me

how not to be lost.

 

-MD

Done