The Mask
Always a mask
Held in the slim hand whitely
Always she had a mask before her face —
Truly the wrist
Holding it lightly
Fitted the task:
Sometimes however
Was there a shiver,
fingertip quiver,
Ever so slightly —
Holding the mask?
For years and years and years I wondered
But dared not ask
And then —
I blundered,
Looked behind the mask,
To find
Nothing —
She had no face.
She had become
Merely a hand
Holding a mask
With grace.
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I am so sad to receive this news: Dr. Marshall Rosenberg has passed away on Saturday, February 7th.. It was recently discovered that he had late stage prostate cancer. He passed peacefully at home, with his wife Valentina and all his children by his side.







