Friday 17th March
   

Grief is……

Trips and stumbles

Wobbles and floundering

Full on face plants

Crumpled and crumbling

Going to pieces 

Wearied and weakening

Coming apart at the seams

Lurching and evading

Losing balance

Broken and failing

So much love and devotion

So much grief and heartache.

  

Beloved Angel son

xxxxxx