Wandering around ~ aisle to aisle
I don’t know what I am here for
Everything I see screams ERIN
Lifesavers, Licorice, Lotion
Halloween decorations and candy
Christmas decorations and candy next aisle over,
Foretell of fast approaching holidays.
There isn’t an aisle with lamentation, longing and loss,
Apparently they are free
~ no shopping bag large enough to hold these things
Grief permeates every cell, fiber, muscle of my being
So too ~ serenity, silence and sacredness
My journey through grief ~
wrapped with a ribbon of grace and love.
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