Saturday, September 4, 2010

When the heart aches

So much sadness;
so much sorrow in the world.
The clouds roll in
and the heart aches,
and suddenly words fail me:
what can be said
that hasn't already been said?
What can one person really know,
of another family's loss and pain?
I see there can be beauty and promise
in the empty chairs, and the view
but every time
I try to follow that path,
I find myself wishing
I could erase the grave:
I know I'm not alone.


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1 comment:

Maureen said...

This touched me quite deeply. Thank you.