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

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