Even after they're gone, they can be there with us |
What can be gained in loss may not be measured today, when I breathe the air feels heavy, weighted and brought low, a burden carried by many comfort given to few, how long to grieve when to carry on, struggling for memories to keep them alive, a strife in our minds time always wins, and days sometimes heal, a smile, a gesture, someone speaks their name, suddenly they are there with us Immortal |