Victor Over Grief

Not shown is my heart.
And how I have grown...
To let things go!
To pick up the pieces,
And make brand new starts!

Not revealed is a healing,
Shattered emotions...
Took time to mend.
With the acceptance of the passing...
Of my parents, grandparents
My son, relatives...
And close dear friends.

With trusted faith and hope...
Discipline and prayer,
I am very conscious of where I had been,
To arrive with a gratefulness
That keeps me aware!

Without God,
I would not know any happiness at all.
Not to declare myself a victor,
Over grief I once believed would keep me weak!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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