Grieve/Celebrate

Grieve/Celebrate

I am invited
to a sumptuous dinner.
I eat well. 
It seems
that I enjoyed my dinner.  To others. 
For I am good at pretense.

Only I know that
without you, I can enjoy
no dinner. 

Without me,
do you? 

Good for you. 

My remaining years
are too few
to not grieve you. 
Yours, too many,
to.

Go,
celebrate.

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