240123 Grief, a great poem by Jessica VanNeste

This is whom I grieve for every of my life, Joyce.
Bill

"Grief The Unspoken"

I grieve different each day.
Sometimes it is fierce,
Debilitating and painful.

And other days it is
A dull, familiar pain
That buries itself within my bones.

Each passing day
Is a reminder of what will never be.
So I grieve-
For the days you won’t get to see,
The moments you’ve missed,

I grieve-
For the days passed since I last held you,
And the days left here on earth
Without you.

I grieve-
Because I miss the sound of your voice,
And the smirk on your face
When you’d laugh.

I grieve-
Because that is the price we pay
When we love so deeply.

Grief is a debt I will pay
For the rest of my life.
Until it is my turn to rest,
Eternally in Heaven, with you. It has been said
That grief is just love
With nowhere to go.
And I think they were right Because this grief
Sits heavily within me,
Constantly rattling my cage,
To remind me it’s here to stay.

I will grieve for as long as I love you,
Which is
Eternity.

-Jessica VanNeste