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Grief lives in your body
It doesn’t leave, it simmers
It doesn’t magically go away
It lives on your breath
It pulses with your heart
It flows from a trinket
It stares at you from a photo
it lives in the letter of goodbye
in the recipe you love
It smells in the dog collar
it purrs from the pillow
It hums in the shadows
It stalks you when you least
expect it, in the quiet times
in the family times
driving in the car
laying in your bed
on the beach,
at the Dairy Queen
listening to a favorite song
And tears fall, they come
unabashed, choking you
flowing with so much feeling
joy and pain in a whirling vortex
of love, of loss, of remembrance
of celebration, of tenderness
‘I miss you’. seems hardly
enough in this heart ache
hardly enough in this loss
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Grief lives in me
I celebrate it
I welcome it
My list is long now
So I never forget
any of you
My heart is vast
because of you
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jeanne adwani. @copyright. 20121
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So potent Geezergirl and so damn spot on. Thank you for naming grief. It can be so slippery at times.
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Beautiful
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