| Letters and Diary Poetry
posted March 20, 2024 |
Stages of grief
It comes in waves
Somedays the tide is calm
I'm able to swim freely and enjoy the day
Other days the tide is rough
Wave after wave crashing into me
Making it hard for me to keep my head above water
A day can start out good, and then quickly turn bad
Like a storm rolling in
Ruining my day at the beach
But there I am, everyday, trying to swim
Moving forward against the waves
Until I reach calmer waters
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