Poems

Into the Deep

Grief feels like an ocean,
vast and wide and deep.
It ebbs and flows throughout the day
then rocks me off to sleep.

On some days it will rage within,
creating waves so high
that I can only hold on tight
and struggle not to cry.

On other days sweet memories
will calm the waves I ride,
then once again grief’s ocean swells
and from it I can’t hide.

I know that I must stay afloat
until my time is through,
and ride these waves to Heaven’s shore
where I’ll be met by you.

Kelly A. Polley

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