How do you measure grief,
However long or brief?
For whatever time we have to treasure,
There is no way for this to measure.
Whether infant, child, teenager, or senior,
Whatever the time that we linger,
There is no way to compare,
Another person’s despair.
We can choose to stay broken and bitter,
But we must consider,
In choosing this instead of love,
We block the healing from above.
With a divine team on the other side,
Our loved ones watch and gently guide,
As we work through our pain and sadness,
Spirit wraps its love around us.
In God’s grace I want to live,
In all ways to forgive,
Give me the strength to carry on,
When it feels as if all hope is gone.