Today is the fourth day…
Poem #4: “Traces”
A constant stream
Fresh traces everywhere
Trails of blood
If grief were visible…
Categories: Rewriting Life After Loss
Rewriting life since the sudden death of my nine-year-old son, Sam (2007).
Trying to LEARN, think, remember, IMAGINE, cope, care, read, EAT, write, live, LAUGH, listen, enjoy, walk, meditate, stretch, watch, stop, BREATHE...and keep going.