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RE: Grief, it rolls up in waves and I allow them to be there.
our time will end as it must
in leaving heart strings pull
ash to ash and dust to dust
still time left remembering
ash in reverence do ye toss
celebrating life's the thing
can ye ne' hear my whisper
let not grief be your hinder
live life live come ye winter
B.A.Paul copyright 8/9/17
Wow thank you for posting this!
Your post inspired these words from my heart.
Memories of my own father's passing 30 years ago.
Thank you for sharing. ~smiles~