Tragedy And Blessing Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sitting here thinking of you my love, knowing the pain you're
feeling through loss, wishing I could do more to alleviate or
ease your intense pain.

Alas, there's very little I can do except BE here for you, yet
you know my love for you is honest, true, unconditional, know-
ing I'll never have your love for you've given it to another.

It's a tragedy in my life, but a blessing in your own, loss is
a heavy burden, hard to be shared with anyone when death takes
away the one true love of your life.

Still, life somehow goes on, whether we want it to or not, and
we reach out to one another with whatever we have left in our
own hearts, sharing it with one another.