On grief
Sometimes it slams into me, unexpectedly, And buffets me about It shocks me awake Gasping for breath And leaves me in heaving sobs At other times it creeps into me, silently And settles quietly deep within, Sinks into my very bones Until it gently engulfs me And I am lost I know that this will pass in time As we are all taught First I will be left with memories And twinges of hurt when I remember Until eventually I am able To think of you with only love