Grief Is A Measure Of Love Comments
Did you cry yourself to sleep the night
That your wife passed away?
Or instead, did slumber never come
Before the following day?
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A very well written poem on a very difficult topic. I think you are correct that we really cannot understand anothers grief until we find ourselves in a similar situation.
It was a very hard poem to write, but it was cathartic for me to get it down on paper. C.S Lewis used to say that if you never want to your heart to be hurt, to lock it away in a box, and don't even love a pet animal. Grief is the price you pay for having loved deeply. Thank you, Barry, for reading & commenting on a tough poem!
Thank you, Jazib. It is so sad when you lose them to death. It is like part of your heart gets ripped out. But you survive, and Obladi, Oblada, Life Goes On.
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7/27/2025 7:37:14 AM # 1.0.0
Very touching and true. I really like the Going bravely through life's motions still/ till dawn to joyless dusk. And I know what you mean by the loss of someone dearly loved destroys a part of you. It's like part of your heart is wooden.
Yep, Laurie, sounds as though you get it- - 'wooden' is a very apt description. But somehow, we mend- - slowly- - and life continues, but with a 'new normal.' Thank you for reading & understanding.