STRENGTH
~by Tery Jago, Regina, Canada~
In the early days of my grief,
a tear would well up in my eyes,
A lump would form in my throat,
but you would not know……… I would hide it,
AND, I am STRONG!!
In the middle days of my grief,
I would look ahead and see that wall
that I had attempted to go around
as an ever-present reminder of a wall yet unscaled.
Yet I did not attempt to scale it for the strong will survive –
AND I am STRONG!!
In the later days of my grief,
I learned to climb over that wall – step by step –
Remembering, crying, grieving.
And the tears flowed steadily as I painstakingly went over.
The way was long, but I did make it,
For I am STRONG!
Near the resolution of my grief,
a tear will well up in my eyes,
a lump will form in my throat,
but I will let that tear fall – and you will see it.
Through it you will see
that I still hurt and I still care.
For I am STRONG!
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