It’s there all the time

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Tuesday 12th July

There is no break from grief

It’s there all the time.

Bubbling quietly under the surface

Or volcanic in it’s explosivity.

Waking up each morning

Not knowing what’s in store.

What will be the trigger?

What will trip the detonator?

Resulting in a chaotic chain reaction

Or a continuous dull, slow ache.

One thing is for certain

There’ll be no end in sight

No completion, or wrapping up.

This grief will last a lifetime

Ending when I see you again.

   

Loving you forever

Missing you daily

Blowing kisses

Angel son

xxxxxx

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