Grief- a Study

guilt and grief
mingling like bosom buddies
regret and loss
hand-in-hand
questions never asked
a life not known

a death
and another
motherless, now fatherless
bereft, and bereft again

i live now
caring for the kids
yet in a haze
the kids, so alive
so real, so in the now
always calling me out from my cave

let me sit here awhile
let me nurse this grief
and commune with this loss

i shall not run away
it awaits me, daily
every corner, every spare thought, every unguarded moment
inarticulate, unspeakable
grief that has no name
but mine and mine alone.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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