The loss of my lovely Dad
I sat still untill moss covered me
In my grief I was quite
And still
Like a great bolder on the land
Did I long to roll
I did not move
The wind wrapped itself around me
The rain lashed my body
I hear the sweet song of birds
I could not move
My grief was too mighty
It would take me out to far shores
Unknown beaches
Unknown worlds
I lay on the land in my sadness
Birds came to call
Birds sat and sang
The moss covered me
My grief was too mighty
Advertisements
