Live The Vibrant Life
Tonight I woke from a bad dream, And it took several moments for reality To fill back through me the way you feel cold water going down on a hot day.
And when I turned to face grief, I saw that it was just love in a heavy coat. ~ Shannon Barry
Grief never ends, but it changes, it is a passage, not a place to stay. Grief is not a sign of weakness nor a lack of faith; it is the price of love. ~ Elizabeth I of England
Sometimes when I close my eyes
faces come to mind,
of people who have touched my life
Along the paths of time.
I see a long lost smile I feel an old embrace
My chest swells in wistfulness
At the memory of a face.
To mothers who aren’t mothers yet I’m one of you, part of the set Of women who with empty arms And aching hearts, and wistful charm Long to hold a babe so sweet Next to your breast with love replete
The lonely ache is here again
It likes to strike in the wee AM
Ghosts of loved ones haunt my mind
Some living, some dead, all removed by time
The deep ache hurts but pain tinges sweet
With memories renewed in each heart beat.
A pang of longing for special guests.
Who now only remain in my lonely breast.
It’s a paradox to have a heart so full
Yet also empty with this pain so dull.
And I wait once more for the sun to rise.
To renew my soul and dry my eyes.