Those 70ish Girls

This poem is from the heart. I wrote it because I know there are others like me who have a difficult time finding the right words to say to someone who is grieving. I have three important people in my life who have recently lost their husbands. This is for them.

Sometimes, when our eyes are closed, we can see much better.
I can’t seem to find the words, so let’s do this together.

We can sit here quietly, and I’ll take your hand in mine.
I’ll look inside your hurting heart and see what I can find.

I see the one you’re missing is right where they belong.
They want you to know they have been there all along.

See them fill it up with all the love they have to give..
They want you to remember that in your heart is where they’ll live.

Let’s sit here a while longer. You can tell me what you see…
A smile, a laugh a wink… a treasured memory?

One thing about memories…you’ll recall the cream of the crop because the bad ones sink to the bottom, and the good ones rise to the top.

When our eyes are closed, we can see a little better.
Let’s keep them closed a little while and say a prayer together.

Photos by Dianna Diehm