i walk upon this barren land; it’s cold
the season that has no color
the ground and trees are dark and gray and brownscattered around me are the stones
etched with names and dates and poems
symbols, the markers of death, of no more lifeburied here are the children
who never lived outside the womb
who were born and breathed, but died
and some like mine who lived longer, but not so long at allthis place beckons me every march
nine years ago death came and grabbed her
and took her breath away
it took my breath too, but left me livingburied far away from here and not too long ago
are the bones of her grandmother
she would walk this place with me
with love and tears, but she never will againand now this march i grieve
for both my mother and my daughter
but I know that they’re togetheri bring flowers to this grave
that are dead and nine years old
white roses dried and kept
the same ones that had been draped on a little casketthey’ve been sitting on my dresser
dropping petals into their vase
gathering dust, lots of dust
i’ve held onto them, cherishing thembut I scatter them now, releasing the dust
these petals, the color of earth
some will blow away
some will cling to ground or stonethe crumpled petals unleash the tears
i try to let go of this burden
will I be lighter?soon this landscape will come alive with spring,
the colors will chase the brown away
daffodils and forsythia and tulips
cherry trees will drip with pink blossomsi’ll come back to see the spring
and smell the sweetness
and drive these tears away
and think of those i’ll see again
This is beautiful.
May you find deep comfort in Christ.
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Thank you for sharing this expression of your heart, Guinever.
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Beautiful, Guinever. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you for inviting me into this poignant moment. *hug*
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Thank you for being so real and sharing the hard places. Wanda
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So beautifully written. I can relate as each anniversary and birthday
allows the grief to surface as I continue to miss Evie and Caroline.
May God comfort you as only He can do.
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love you Guinever…thinking of you
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May we both find comfort in the words; “…we will always be with the Lord”
Peace be with you Sis.
Sam
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Brave Mama penning all these heart words and releasing them to us. Thank you for continuing to teach me what it means to grieve. xoxo
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Thinking of you friend and praying for you.
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Beautiful
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This is so beautiful and sad at the same time. You truly have a gift for expressing how you feel. Breaks my heart for yours and has brought me to tears. I will never understand the pain you must endure. But I pray you have peace and joy in knowing you will see her again. Love you.
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