
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
Therefore,
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
Moment-to-moment
.
Grief becomes a part of
Moving forward through life
A part of
One’s soul
.
Grief
Is the price of love
© Lisa P 9 August 2019
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