If I was to proclaim
in simple measures
my life was tragic
I am quite sure
you, the reader
would actually relate, oh come on now?
in some way or another, I know you could?
even if we wish not to admit it
we’ve all been touched by a tragic moment
that stays with us
steering our path towards healing
in many cases we cannot
so we simply dwell
but there is always a thought
to take to bed each and every evening
and mine is this...
there is never joy without grief
so never miss a party invitation
or a Wedding or a Christmas lunch
with those you love
when those ghastly days are black with grief
remember those magnificent parts
of what came before that black, that deep grief
focusing on the moment, when the black finally floats away
over the hills and the mountains
until of course the next time
leaving us beautiful memories in heart.