CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann
Grief is like an ocean,
it ebbs in and out
some days it’s grueling
others it’s a wipeout.
Grief is like a stream,
that’s keeps flowing
some days it rushes
others it’s forbearing.
Grief is like the wind,
that seems not to ease
some days it’s gusty
others it’s a breeze.
Grief is like a storm,
that rages on and on
some days it pours
others it’s withdrawn.
Grief is a process,
that defies the span of time
for the loss of a loved one
lasts a whole lifetime!
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My Grief Comfort Verses
The Lord is my rock, and my fortress,
and my deliverer; my God, my strength,
in whom I will trust; my buckler,
and the horn of my salvation,
and my high tower.
” Blessed are they that mourn:
for they shall be comforted.”
“Fear thou not; for I am with…
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