24 December 2007
(for Shelley)
there is no season
to grieving
no set end date
no
“thirty days til the season of joy” signs
flashing across the tv
or in the junk mail
it is not that straightforward
there are moments
all year round
that pierce my heart
when I see a new born child
when an autumn leaf falls
sunset/sunrise
walking in the rain
the first glimpse
of a new rose bloom
it is in the look you give me
as I walk past one of your photos
these are but a few of the times
for grieving
it is in every breath I take
it is interwoven
into my acts of living
loving and laughing
it is part of me
as you are part of me
woven into the fabric
of my heart and soul
etched into my very skin
every day
I carry this
the loss of you
Love always,
KG
4 comments:
Thinking of you
x
That is a beautiful poem.
I had a weird moment last week.. Without being aware of it I dressed in a skirt she had leant me, her jumper, the necklace she gave me and the lovely earrings from you both. It came to me on the bus to work what I had done and I was both sad and happy.
I still miss her. x
Still thinking of you. Are you ok? Haven't heard for a while so will email you x
All good here. Rachel have emailed you. Back into the writing.
Tricia - a sweet sad story. I know Shelley loved you so much. Am
sure she too would be both happy and sad.
Love to you all,
XX
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