Of all sorrow that can’t be shared
Grief is the upper most
That loss of precious life
The connection that ends
The wire sparking in the wind
I cannot show you my grief
I cannot see yours
It is salt in a solution
A part of your whole
Touching all of you with
the smiles, the laughter
the heartfelt talks
that belonged to two people alone
now belonged to one
You cannot share that intimacy
You can never again show anyone
The life
That life
Playing it’s self in your mind in your heart
The shape of the breath
of the memory in your hands
Your empty hands are all I see
That is the sorrow of grief