As I sit here in the ICU watching families go back and forth from ICU, I SEE SO MUCH CRYING…. little children walking back and forth with tears streaming down their tiny faces. Adults holding one another. It’s so sad. A place where grief is the main player and everyone spins around it.
The path of grief is so fine
When you walk the grieving line
That someone you love so very much
Will soon feel the angel of death’s touch.
But then again the pain is gone
And they have waited so long.
An hour, a day, a month of pain
It doesn’t matter the time seems the same
They suffer and lay and cry some more
And they are at deaths door.
But when death comes how do you know
Whether to feel the death of grief
Or feel the great letting go of relief
By wendy
