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Family embrace - 2. Grief
Grief
By: Brandon Haines
Grief is like a river that is winding and wild, a tide that pulls, a whispering child that is whispering for a love that is gone but not forgotten. It flows through valleys deep and wide, hiding beneath the shifting tide. It flows through valleys deep and wide, hiding beneath the shifting tide, grief is like the Mariana Trench deep and uncharted.
Grief is like a river that is calm one day and untamed the next. A flood of sorrow, a spark of flame. It disappears, then comes again, a ghost of moments lost reignited. Grief is something you can’t fight it is something you can't flee. So instead, I will float within letting it shape me like a river shapes the earth. Grief is like a kings tide they come and go and is unpredictable.
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