The road's been rough, the nights been long,
I ask myself, “do I still belong”?
Then I look for strength in the morning light,
And remind myself it will be alright.
I’ve seen how sorrow multiplies,
In my tired soul and tear stained eyes.
Negativity, like storm clouds, spread,
So I choose to speak with light instead.
I know the truth: that kindness heals,
That simple acts are strong as steel.
A smile, a question, "Are you okay?"
Might change the course of someone else’s day.
Invisible, I’ve sometimes felt,
Where pain was held and never dealt.
But in my ache, I found the key:
To live with love, intentionally.
Compassion is the bridge we build
When hands are empty, yet hearts are filled.
When presence beats productivity,
And grace becomes identity
To offer peace in fractured space,
To teach the lost the power of grace.
I’ve lived, I’ve learned, I’m rising still,
With a steady voice and steadfast will
So I’ll let today be good, be bright,
As a moment carved from morning light.
I see in today, another chance to grow,
And that healing comes when kindness flows.
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john mckay (
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- Comment from author about the poem: On March 11, 2026, I lost Jake, my miniature Daschund. He'd been with me for almost 17 years, and his passing had a profound impact on me. Jake was more than a pet, he was my baby. Since his passing, I've written a series of poems to reflect the different feelings I have related to this profound loss in my life. I feel like my moods vacillate, sometimes my writings are reflective of the grief and sorrow I'm experiencing, and other times it's gratitude and appreciation. I've written 33 poems now, and I just thought I'd share one to get some feed back. My mother was a published poet, and I'd like to think that I inherited some of her talent.
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I'm sorry for your loss, I have some daschund babies of my own. This is a wonderful poem. I like the alliteration in "simple acts as strong as steel" and in other places; the juxtaposition of empty hands and filled hearts; there is so much to unpack here! Thank you for sharing 🌹
Loss of a cherished companion is a difficult thing and the poem conveys that well. Nicely stated
Beautifully written and expressed write, the loss of a loved pet and companion but easily relates to people losses as well. I like the element that out of the sadness positivity has grown and flourished, nicely done
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