I had promised that the next poem would be a joyous one, but there’s so much happening in the world that doesn’t make for happy words.
I hope to sit in my little garden tomorrow and be inspired to write about hope and beauty and courage and contentment. Until then, here’s today’s poem:
Tag: Grief
The littlest things remind me of you – a Poem
Grief is weakness and strength; an ending and a beginning; a shattering and an anchoring; it is a journey without a predeterminable destination.
Wishing everyone happiness and light and ending with a promise that the next post will be a joyous one…
If Silence could Speak – a poem
The silence
speaks to me
of things long gone
of times past recalling