sequestered

My poetry
was sequestered
from being
a part of your
memorial

Siblings kept me
from speaking
my heart

A scripture verse
and a quote from
Ronald Reagan
were the only words
I was allowed 
to mutter
at your final
goodbye

Sorrow
caused
me to comply

respect for
solidarity 
kept me 
aligned

no energy
for a rebellion
though
my speckled hoof
distinguished
me from 
the flock

in the end

Your best friend  who 
knew you
best 
whispered to
me as the 
procession
ended
that I was the 
one who
you kept
dear to
your heart.