To a Grieving Friend

I watched your fervent stars get extinguished, one by one 
 and from the look on your face I think they stole your only sun 
 your light has been tampered with in a big way sister- friend 
 but take heart, grief has a beginning but it also has, an end 

Your love for your mother was precious and true like the ocean 
 it never receded without flooding forward with truent emotion 
 a daughter is forever they say and yes, a mother knows the way 
 to her daughters secret place, I can feel the edge of you unfray 

If it brings you comfort, I will stick around for the journey of cryin' 
 in case the mountains get too high, or the sun forgets to shine 
 I will be here to remind you that broken as it is with gaping hole 
 your soul still has the power to breathe and reach its only goal 

Remember the sound of her laughter , and the color of her hair 
 Remember the moments of love and arguments thread bare 
 Remember it all with compassion for yourself and those around
 Remember her in the noise, and in the silence so unsound

Roxanne, recall her in the sheltered port of your safe harbor 
 and know in your heart of heart she loved you with great ardor...

Love,
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Roper Avatar
March 3, 2019 at 11:30 PM
Congratulations on a wonderful win.
Gauthier Avatar
March 3, 2019 at 9:27 PM
Back with more well deserved congrats, Pixie.
Gauthier Avatar
February 27, 2019 at 9:56 PM
Lovely and heartfelt, Pixie. Congrats on your win.
Roper Avatar
February 27, 2019 at 9:46 AM
Lovely well expressed feelings to a friend that is hurting .. hugs Eve
Cunningham Avatar
February 26, 2019 at 12:55 PM
A well written emotional verse Pixie, dealing with bereavement is not easy. Tom.
Onclaud Avatar
February 26, 2019 at 12:12 PM
your heartfelt message reflects the beautiful, old soul in you...this lights my day, V .. .huggs
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February 26, 2019 at 9:09 AM
I hope that you have given this to Roxanne. You have written her a beacon of hope, Pixie.
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