Grief be mine, I ask you so,
If not for you, I wouldn't know,
How life once was and then be still,
How so precious, that death do steal.
When I haven't seen your face,
Or felt the warmth of your embrace,
When you are but a thought,
Just a vision I have sought.
A surprise! A surprise! What will it be?
Bringing it closer, 'cause I wanna see.
Is it a prize? or maybe a gift?
Oh, does it matter? My spirits have lift!
A lock of hair trimmed, with ribbon so sweet,
A bouquet of flowers, pressed to keep,
The baby dolls resting, from hard play,
Sympathy cards, are with them today.
I haven't been writing poems for a few years so I wanted to come back and try writing for awhile. It's a good way to challenge myself and nice to reflect on things. I live in a beautiful area and so I will have a lot of inspiration around me.