Grief comes
one step at a time
one moment
one breath
I watch you
slip away from me
each word
each look
My sorrow grows
every day
little
by
little
I don’t want you to go
I want you
to stay
to laugh
to sing
to dance with me
Yet I know you,
you have no choice
your world is shrinking
the door is closing
the window is being shuttered
So my grief comes
one step at a time
with each closed door
each shuttered window
my grief comes
I have only memories
falling stars upon the deck
laughter at silly dog antics
cuddles on the couch
memories I hold
in the golden box
of my heart
Love won’t overcome
my grief
love will hold it
and cradle it
giving me love back
Ruth Jewell, ©June 3, 2021
So beautiful, heart-full, and true. Marking the smaller losses with intention helps us pre-tune our hearts for the larger ones, and makes for a life bursting with gratitude for the good that is. Thank you, Ruth, for sharing this.
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Thanks Carol
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