It’s deep
Many times there are no words
To describe it for it hurts
.
It cuts so deep;
For a moment, days, months, years
At times for many seasons
.
In silence I pray
For healing
In silence I wish for endurance
In silence I wipe the tears
That I don’t have the “power” to hold back
In silence I wish it was all different
.
Loss brings grief
Grief can not be explained
Grief hurts deep;
It’s an ulcer
It’s brutal
It’s cold
It’s painful
At times very lonely
.
Grief spares non;
Children to adults
The poor or the rich
Grief knows no race
Grief knows no social class
.
Grief roams nations
Crosses boundaries
Cuts fences
Touches whoever & however
.
Grief just is!
~Susan McMillan
Rhythm In Life 
Grief spares none…so true! And especially hard this time of year…..
So true; it spares non.
I haven’t heard from you in a very long time. I hope that this poem doesn’t reflect your current situation. If it does, may you find peace. If it is about the past, may you find true healing.
Aw. So true. Hope you are well, Friend. ❤️
Hey sweet friend, I hope all is well with you too. All is well with me; taking one day at a time and grateful for it.
Well said and very deep
That’s right…grief IS what it is.👣Still, have a beautiful day.
Powerful and honest words. Thank you for sharing! 💕
Thank you!