I smother it
The loss
I miss it
The grief
I grant it
The dread
I release it
The sadness
I lift it
If only?
I toss it
Take action?
I assume it
New normal
I expect it
The happiness
I gather it
The memory
I absorb it
The love
I capture it
My life
Not my ashes
Wow, I'm glad those words came tumbling out, this is wonderful. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful reflection of the steps you're taking. The positive words show that you're moving forward. Hugs, Betsy!
ReplyDeleteAgreed. This is beautiful ... hard to write, I'm sure, but healing and powerful. "Not my ashes ..." Keep gathering happiness and gathering love, Betsy!!
ReplyDeleteA very well expressed poem you have here, and I enjoyed reading it. Thank you for sharing this with us.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful Betsy! One foot in front of the other...this is only one chapter in your whole story.
ReplyDeleteI get more out of this each time I read it. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteThis is such a powerful poem, Betsy.
ReplyDeleteAs Robin said above, this is one chapter in your life story.
This is incredible, as are all these openly honest posts. I just now found your blog and I'm pouring through it all....
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing with us.
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