Loss Poem by Rachel Harris

The Hallmark’s where I start my quest
I test every condolence card for it
The fit I’m looking for of words together
Feather-weight paper and ink: man-made
I just paid three bucks for some sorrow?

Tomorrow’s a long way to worry
No hurry, there’s enough sadness today
I pray for a little shower, then some rain
For pain to be washed down the gutter
Shudder as it falls away, leaving space

The place that’s left needs filling
Chilling emptiness is flooded by memories
These leave and it’s vacant once again
Then searching for stuffing, no luck
Stuck, guess we’ll just stay empty forever

Never say never; it’s a false shield
Wield our resources wisely now
How? Love before its too late
Don’t hate; someday we’ll regret
Don’t forget, till someday it’s lost