No one gives you lessons
On "how to live your life"
How to cope with loss
When you become a single wife
No one has the answers
To mend a broken heart
There’s no secret knitting pattern
To stitch what’s torn apart
No one knows the depth
Of sorrow you can reach
It’s not a subject that you learn
Or something you can teach
No one else remembers now
All the memories that you hold
Those hushed night-time whisperings
Shared treasures of pure gold
No one truly understands
The guilt that still remains
The hurtful words and silences
You can’t take away their pain
No one ever tells you
That "all in life is fair"
Grief is mine and grief is yours
And some parts we can’t share
No one said it would be easy
That would be a mortal lie
Some moments there are laughter
Then all you can do is cry
No one can ever make this stop
By a kind word of phrase
A bit of comfort here and there
Will get you through these days
No one could give you lessons
On how to grieve a life
With baby steps you’ll learn your way
To be a single wife
Sarah, I pray that your writing will find a wider audience and help others cope with the pain you express so beautifully. Hope you're comforted by our love and prayers. God bless xxx
ReplyDeleteSarah that is an absolutely wonderful poem and enables those who don't know your grief to have an insight into it.
ReplyDeleteMay the Lord truly bless you and hold you close.
xxx