Living With Our Grief Poem by Rani Turton

Living with our grief, day by day,
Living with minor and major sorrow
Every day and in every way.

Heart may ache, but day will break.

Night will fall. The pain remains.
The day is a solace in its own way.
But the night's mind is a prison
The past in various forms, present.

Occasionally, birds fly in the mind's sky.
Living with grief is when
Birds do not fly and ice forms in the heart.

Lines from poems unfettered in the mind.

Living with our grief, day by day,
Living with minor and major sorrow
Every day and in every way.

Copyright: Rani Turton