A Legacy Of Love.
From my book, "Growing With Grief."
Grief is the ache in your chest that never truly subsides, a constant reminder of the emptiness left behind.
It's in the silent moments when I yearn for a voice that will never speak again, and in the empty chair that will never be filled.
But among all the darkness, there is a glimmer of light. It's the memories that bring both solace and pain, the bittersweet recollections of a love that will forever be cherished. Grief may be an unrelenting storm, but it's also a testament to the depth of your love.
So in the quiet hours of the night, when the world sleeps, I will sit with my grief and allow it to wash over me. It is in these moments that I feel closer to you, as if your spirit is there with me, holding me in the darkness.
Grief may be intense, but it's a reminder that the love you have is real and will last forever. It's a reminder that even in the darkest hours, your love and connection will always last, and nothing could take their memory away from you.
About the Creator
April Kirby.
I'm April, a writer from a small town who found purpose in poetry. Grief—both human and canine—is my focus. I write to honor love, loss, and healing.
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When I picture you, I see you on a porch, sitting in a rocking chair. You have a book in your hand, but you're looking out at the nature in front of you. You're whistling with the birds, your foot moving to the rhythm. Your blue eyes match the color of the bright sky. Some of your dogs are lying by your side while others are running in the yard, enjoying the sun. You are happy, and your mind is clear. There's a skip in your step, and your strength is almost overwhelming.
By April Kirby.9 months ago in Poets
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Powerful and so true. Love how you describe grief.