grieving

Longing for the one I had to leave behind.

I see the stars in your sky

smiling at me enthusiastically,

And know you see the tears in my eyes-

I’m sorry- I know you didn’t mean to die.

Sometimes the grief spills over,

At losing your beautiful soul.

Sometimes it all feels so cold,

When the ones you love-

There’s no way to hold.

So I’m sorry that my smile cannot gleam,

as you do in the sky,

But

when you died, I lost a piece of me too.

dh 2.12.22