General Poetry posted April 22, 2024


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Making Friends With Grief

by Shirley Ann Bunyan

 
Eventually
I wasn't suffocating any more.
I stopped thinking

'You Were'

when I knew

'You Are'

the face I see so clear
the voice that whispers in my ear
the notes of a beloved song
the hand that holds, still warm and strong
the candle's incandescent light
the Robin hopping into sight
the butterfly that flutters free
the feather dancing in the breeze
the shimmer 'neath a river's swirl
the cloudy wisp of angel's curl
the rising of a golden sun
the scarlet beauty when it's done
the shadow brushing gently by
You are the love that never dies

'You Are'
 

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