Seeing Through Sorrow

I watch my friends
falter and leave.
Those vigorous ones
I knew in my youth.

Seeing through sorrow,
I honor his life.
Seeing through sorrow
I honor her life.

Seeing through sorrow,
I honor my life.
Everything I do
is for the last time.

Everything is once.
In the only moment.
Every step is once.
Then done.

I stretch
to encompass
the long bridge
of grieving.

©Susa Silvermarie 2021

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