Grief
Can't wiggle out of it
Can't pray it away
Can't pretend it doesn't exist
Can't be too busy for it
It stands
Smack dab in the middle of the road
It expects you to walk through it
It is sticky
It is heavy
It takes time
It makes you slow down
It doesn't let go
Just when you think it is over
It laughs at you as yet
another wave hits
I wonder when it will be over
1 comment:
I am so sorry, Pam. I wish I could make it go away for you too. :( Wish I had magic words. Wish I could send you some of my strength. Wish a meal and a hug could fix it all. Praying for you, dearest.
Charity
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