Poem
Grief Speaks Out
Oh, what to do with the emptiness
That death so permanently created?
The ache so deep inside my heart
The space so suddenly vacated
Others wish the hole to fill
The distractions were so varied
But in the quiet of the night
I felt the vacancy I carried
As time passed I felt a twinge
That I was not at all expecting
Love and joy gently held the space
Surrounding and protecting
It isn't that the space is filled
Nor the pain of death now gone
This space is quietly held sacred
Reminding me that love continues on
~by
Tanya Lord
Tanya Lord
taken from (Grief Speaks Out)
