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Notes on Grief: The Second Year

Written by Susan Noyes Anderson on . Posted in Poems about Death

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Sculpture: Melancolie, by Albert Gyorgy

A new level of missing you
has settled on my heart.
Year two, and I am still undone
by living life apart.

Reality has come to stay;
the world goes on without you.
But my world is forever changed,
shaded by thoughts about you.

I feel your absence in my core,
a part of me quite gone,
a piece so vital I must learn
a new way to go on.

Bereft, I try to draw you close,
but time just makes that harder.
As months go by, the space between us
seems to stretch out farther.

It’s not what I expected, for
I truly did believe
connection was an art that
I could master as I grieved.

I thought it would get easier,
convinced I’d find a knack
of keeping you so near me
it would all but bring you back.

Yet while sometimes I feel your spirit,
present as can be;
it’s not as often as I’d like,
not near enough for me.

I’m told that I should just let go;
and in some ways, I do.
But my heart never will release
the piece of me called You.

(I think that’s as it should be,
trust in God to see us through.)

For more poems about grief and loss, click here. If this poem in particular resonates with you, you might also relate well to The Tragedy Lives On.

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