<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448475" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Grief Abidding</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was that <br>Grief seldom had enough of her; <br>it took more than its due<br>leaving her often times over-filled with <br>dried up tears<br>in too many places.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Grief took her first child<br>and she weathered this.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Born in the breast of poverty<br>she endured nonetheless; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wombed out in the wrong family<br>a stranger among them born, <br>she endured<br>til the road took her out and away<br>to college realms; <br>there<br>pounded by experience to Tragedy<br>until her heart came to be iron cast; <br>a thing which drank<br>bitter dregs<br>and cold gruel<br>her daily faire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But all this <br>did not wreck her soul <br>which survived in the deepest depths<br>and broke with a might wave<br>one day to drown Grief's dingy<br>leaving her space to land her ship<br>on better shores-<br>Anvil forged.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She emerged <br>appreciative of everything<br>in this world; <br>thanking in the end<br>Grief<br>for placing the edge<br>on her<br>capacity to love, <br>which then emerged<br>under-girded<br>by Soul Force<br>which overcomes<br>all things.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lonnie+Hicks">Lonnie Hicks</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448475" data-title="Grief Abidding de Lonnie Hicks" data-description="It was that Grief seldom had enough of her; it took more than its due leaving her often times over-filled with dried up tears in too many places. Grief took her first child and she weathered this. Born in the breast of poverty she endured non..."></div> </div> </div>

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