The older I get, the more I feel that home is the place where your heart goes to rest.
When you grieve the loss of someone you love, it can be hard to find that sense of home – because that someone you love was your home, or was at least a very significant part of what you call “home.”
This grief poem is about rediscovering that sense of home again, right where you stand.
It’s a comforting thought to explore.
May you find your own truth in these words.
Home // A Grief Poem
You were here then like you aren’t
Now, and I am grateful today like I was not
Then, for I could not begin to know
How precious you were to me.
And for a time I sit here
In a mixture of sorrow and thanks
For what I’ve had
For every breath I’ve missed since then.
For a time
I was home beside you
Right where I belonged.
How I’ve learnt since
How much we have but do not see
How much we feel that we keep secret
How much the smallest of things can mean.
A memory of you passes
Through my mind
Like a shard of light and I wonder,
How you’ve been here all this time with me
Like no other.
For a time
I am home beside you,
Between this world and another
Boundaries made of mist and
Would come between us here.
. . .
What does this grief poem bring to mind, what does it mean to you?
Tell me in the comments. Whatever you share is a therapy in its own right, for all of us.
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