I would not TRADE a single moment of love in order to avoid my GRIEF at losing you.

Georg’ann

Two burning, oozing bites
One on each ELBOW
Speak their request for attention
Like a TIRED child
Wanting comfort not readily available
Wise INNER mother quietly coos, gentle
GRIEF no longer resides here
acceptance arrived with soothing cream
Nature stings, swells, recedes
Nature stings, swells, recedes
Nature stings, swells, recedes
Nature stings, swells, recedes
Nature stings, swells, recedes
…
As it has always been,
so it shall always be.

Heather