Grief [August 20, 2016]

Her crystal tears fall, masked by the cold rain

The sky matches her misery, her sorrow and pain

She walks slowly up to the person she used to call friend

All the years she had planned, came to an abrupt end

She looks upon his picture, her vision broken by tears

She pictures holding his hand, remembers his laughter in her ears

She smiles at the painted picture, watching him smile down

And breaks down once more, drowning within her infinite doubt

She stands next to the beautiful wood, looking upon his cold face

She reaches out to his lifeless hands, holding them forever in place

Her tears drop onto his new suit he never got to wear

She kneels next to him, giving him her one final prayer

She stands next to him for a long, silent while

Until she is told, it is time for the final goodbye

She will never again see this man's face

For no picture can ever capture his beauty or grace

He is buried beneath the pouring rain

The world cries with her, they all feel her pain

She walks away after giving him a final kiss

She weeps for him, and the years he will miss

She closes her eyes, holding him in her embrace

She holds his hand, welcoming the warmth and escape

The vision slowly fades and once more she is alone

Until it is her time, he'll never again come home

Reviews

[Kate Z.]

And I fall back on one thing, that I am so thankful for the time we had. I will never see him again, but I have these memories. Grief is such hard work, but life is worth the struggle. Thanks for these words. I find that writing helps to process the pain, but so does reading your words.