Shawn L. Bird

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poem-grey June 8, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 8:20 am
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The first day

my mother did not see

dawned grey and heavy

with dew.

But still the finch greeted me

with its joy at waking to

the new.


4 Responses to “poem-grey”

  1. Melody J Haislip Says:

    Not a recent loss for me, but still, this one hit me where I live.

    • Love to you. Some days grief comes crashing. I find I have to accept the wave as an acknowledge of loss, feel the love it represents with a deep breath, wipe my eyes, and carry on still 5 years after my dad’s death, and here we are with Mom’s starting all over again.

      • Melody J Haislip Says:

        Sharing is good. It really does lighten the load. My mom always loved to travel and now she’s off on her greatest adventure. I will think of you and your mom with love.

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