To grieve is a life lesson,
long in the learning.
The days carry forward;
the wheels keep on turning.
And I’ve found an instinct for
managing sorrow.
I stay in the moment,
no thought for tomorrow.
I’d like to just let go of me
and ride the waves across the sea––
willy-nilly, to and fro
with no particular place to go.
image by Tyler Nix on UnsplashYou spoke to me inside a song
and brought my soul to peace.
Soft words I knew, whispered by you,
provided sweet release.
I saw this brave little tree today,
pushing her way through a stump of wood.
She lifted my heart in such a way
that a rush of grief was held at bay,
yielded to truth and a greater good.
How unexpected life can be.
Your childhood years passed happily,
our family sunlit from the start
by you, its youngest work of art.
image by Xavier Mouton on UnsplashI miss you more
than words can say.
In every moment,
every day,
your absence leaves
an empty space
that nothing ever
will replace.
image by Ricardo AlfaroGrief is a journey.
Where does it end?
oh, that this sight were never found
a grieving mother, brought to ground
bereft of hope, forever bound
she falls to earth without a sound
∞§∞
For more poems about grief and loss, click here. If this poem in particular resonates with you, you might also relate to The Heart Attack.