"No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear." ~ C S. Lewis
Grief is a long and heavy coat
that winter cannot bear by itself.
It carries into the heat of summer
stealing youth's folly and it's wealth.
It tarries through to autumn
where November's rains turn to snow
and tears not yet fallen wait
for remembrance to let them go.
Time lightens it's ominous burden
yet it's garment never truly tears.
For grief is a long and heavy coat
that must be placed in God's loving care.
Linking with Imaginary Gardens for "The Tuesday Platform"
Hello beautiful Toads. :-)