Grief has no on/off switch in which to flip
It is a bittersweet tea that slowly must be sipped
It is composed of many ingredients, layered and piled so high
There is no word of answer for it is buried in the soul’s cry
It takes patience, compassion, and an unfolding of memories and pain
At times it will come as a heavy, stinging rain
Other times it will be a mist, that kisses ligthly on the skin
As you feel their presence so close once again
So whether it is you, or someone you love
Know the unfolding takes strength from above
Allow it to happen, allow it to be
For grief is as deep as the depths of the sea
kim crawford 9.24.15
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