For an assignment in her 9th grade Honors English class, my daughter was asked to write a poem using a strong emotion and linking it to a metaphor that would flow throughout the entire poem. I loved it when I first read it. Apparently, her teacher was impressed with it too. More importantly, I think it speaks volumes to this Grief Road that I’m currently walking. I wanted to share it with you. I’m proud of my girlie!
Grief is the Ocean
By: Anna Combs
Grief is the ocean
That contains crevices of darkness,
Bursting with hidden life.
Its waves are unpredictable.
In the beginning, the hard, rushing, swift ones
Seem impossible to get through.
The farther into the water,
The waves begin to relax.
At this point in the journey,
The ocean offers a brief rest.
And then it comes, without warning.
A tsunami-sized wave threatening
To sweep everything in its path
Further out to sea.
Even in the farthest places of the sea,
Even in the darkest gaps,
Life still exists within.