It’s just the next step or so people say,
but that’s not how it feels when folk go away,
you’ve stories to tell them a need to share,
more questions to ask but they’re no longer there.
Memories help so remember the best,
but there’s still empty space where they used to rest,
echoing stillness a settling of dust,
too tired to get going though you know you must.
The love that they gave you is here to stay,
grief won’t last forever the pain fades away,
treat yourself gently allow yourself space,
take time to adjust at your own perfect pace.
Look to the future with fresh things in store,
see the beauty around you open the door,
embrace each new day and all that it holds,
find renewed purpose as your journey unfolds.