When It Comes by HarryT Life Without The Letter A writing prompt entry |
Grief is indeed perplexing, never know when it will surge. It is be born in sunshine or during blowing storms, even conjured by long kept memories, slinking in the depths of cold, cold nights. Time when grief comes is never sure but when it does come, know you’re permitted to cry.
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