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Monday, October 4, 2010

Greif

The heavy weight of grief is pressing down
The gray cloud lingers in my head and heart
Heaviness is a chore I carry now
Weary to the bone my friend no more

Death is a rite of passage to be honored
Reason intelligence and wit understand
Heart and soul feel like an empty canyon
I look for her but I am here alone

Tis better to love and lose than not to love
Every ounce of pain and sadness I do hold
Wiser warmer loving and alive
Because my friend did not leave me alone

Every step feels like I walk in quick sand
Pull me down swallow me up just drown
Temporary sorrow mourning despair
Soldier on and breathe in fresh new air

Beyond this moment that is an illusion
Heaven waits for self but not today
Life is for the living not the dying
Carry on to brighter better days