Grief Poem - The Light Still Shines

Minutes slip by and so days, but Grief remains so long.

A noise is heard; Oh! Are 'they' back? We couldn't be more wrong.

Some time ago, a cowboy 'left'; his horse stood by corral gate.

Horse waited there - would eat and drink, then died about day eight!

A farmer said 'creatures' grieve too, be they birds, bugs, or beasts.

We've seen a few, birds and rabbits, they act like they've been 'fleeced'

A kitchen noise - we think of Mom! Can almost smell fresh bread!

She was a cook - so very good; we blink, we know she's dead.

Family and friends, they cross our mind - they'll never be 'forgot'.

Changi...