Grief Poem - Walking Alone

The precious gift of love we had - so lucky to receive,

We know that you would never want to see me as I grieve.

Sometimes, dear one, we sadly long for all the yesterdays;

We miss the chats, your gentleness and understanding ways.

How can I/we fill the void you left, this deep and desperate need?

They'll fade and crumble over years - but HOPE'S a lovely seed.

We know the death that you went through, our God brought you release,

And though we mourn as time's gone by, you have eternal peace.

We'll go through all our photos, dear, and see your smiling face.

For a moment, we will escape to peacefu...