Watching as You Love

Watching as you love,

clear  water love,

your quiet gaze,

as your children,

grown and soaring,

bathe in its buoyant warmth.


Seeing that I

don’t know that

way of loving.

For grief has always

determined love’s aim:

love means loss.


I see now,

deeper than ever,

I have the chance

to love,

with grief illuminating,

not directing,

honoring all whom I have

loved and lost.


I already know

how to love,

with a fire

clear and warm and true.


But dear grief,

it’s time

to let me go.




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