I’ve heard it said

That grief is a passage

Not a place to stay

It’s the price of love

This implies that one

Should ‘get over’ the death

Of a beloved


Love never dies


Grief IS forever

Grief is NOT a passage

It’s not crossing a bridge

Or going through a tunnel

To get to the other side


Grief is like a perfect storm

Turning into a gentle shower

With breaks of sunshine

Through the clouds

Then at any moment

With any memory

The hurricane rages


It changes day-to-day



Grief becomes a part of

Moving forward through life

A part of

One’s soul



Is the price of love

© Lisa P 9 August 2019

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