Trying Not To See Her Grief

the woman stood still in the rain holding a tissue paper flower
no one ran over to see how she was doing, they already knew
she had been on the news for days; her child was missing
taken from a mall, snatched by a stranger or his daddy?

she seemed smaller in person, more vulnerable,
unapproachable in her grief, for her child was gone
others carefully and gingerly walked around her,
trying not to see her pain, loneliness, and sorrow
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Rodrigues Avatar
June 6, 2023 at 7:30 AM
So hard to be in the presence of grief. No one can know…only that one who suffers. Even if two suffer together… smaller…vulnerable…unapproachable
Krutsinger Avatar
June 6, 2023 at 9:33 AM
We never know when grief will hit us or who it is currently bothering.
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