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Grief
The undeniably human experience;
Grief.
Mourning loss and fearing change is in our skin,
It holds us together.
The chance of more time,
The promise of an end.
That’s as human as it gets.
It’s something you’re not born with,
But you are born from it.
In it.
As your family holds you in their arms,
Or even if they don’t,
The promise hangs like the rolling clouds of a thick storm.
Grief fills every delivery room,
In the shallow faded background of joy.
Grief.
Mourning loss and fearing change is in our skin,
It holds us together.
The chance of more time,
The promise of an end.
That’s as human as it gets.
It’s something you’re not born with,
But you are born from it.
In it.
As your family holds you in their arms,
Or even if they don’t,
The promise hangs like the rolling clouds of a thick storm.
Grief fills every delivery room,
In the shallow faded background of joy.
Published 6th Jun 2024
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