From One
  who says, “Don’t cry.
  You’ll like it after a while.”

and Two who tells you thank-you
  after the fact and can’t look at your face.

To Three who pays for your breakfast
  and a cab home
  and your mother’s rent.

To Four
  who says,
  “But you felt so good
  I didn’t know how to stop.”

To Five who says giving your body
  is tough
  but something you do very well.

To Six
  Who smells of tobacco
  and says “Come on, I can feel that
  you love this.”

To those who feel bad in the morning yes,
  some feel bad in the morning

and sometimes they tell you
  you want it
  and sometimes you think that you do.

Thank heavens you’re resetting
  ever
  setting and
  Resetting

How else do you sew up the tears?
  How else can the body survive?

                                                          bone
                                                          by Yrsa Daley-Ward

Let us pray

O god, whose blessed Son shared the life of his mother and bore the pain of the world: strengthen all who stand in sorrow this day. Give us courage to accompany the grieving, wisdom to resist injustice, and hope rooted in the promise of resurrection; through Christ our Lord.  Amen.