Scratch in a casket.

A scratch in a casket is not something you would expect.With the meaning attached, you think someone would have checkedBut with you I expected nothing else.A public flaw presented beautifully.You did just the same.Wore your flaws beautiful and proudBut some remained hiddenThese were flaws of the spirit Flaws you didn't showFlaws we didn't know If you only showed like the casketA scratch we could have preventedOr maybe we should have just asked And your casket wouldn't be cemented.

This poem is about: 
My family


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