Crescent Smile

[in memory of Grandpa, one year on]

The crescent moon smiles down at me,
Although my day was sad,
A year since my Grandpa passed,
A year less good than bad.

I hide away in bed afraid
Seek refuge in deep sleep;
But realise, as time wears on,
That it’s okay to weep.

To feel sad is human,
That is all,
And that’s okay;
And so I slowly find my feet
On this uneven day.

The day draws to a close, grows dark,
My heart, at last feels light,
As memories of the man I loved,
Make darkness feel more bright.

I step outside,
I see the moon,
A crooked crescent smile;
Helping, holding, lending hope
On this day, one of trials. 

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2 Responses to Crescent Smile

  1. wbdeejay says:

    Such beautiful gentle words Pooky!

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