Bereavement

Sometimes,

Memories are like rain showers

Sprinkling down upon you

Catching you unaware.

And then they are gone,

leaving you warm and refreshed.

Sometimes,

Memories are like thunderstorms

Beating down upon you,

Relentless in their downpour.

And then they will cease,

Leaving you tired and bruised.

Sometimes,

Memories are like shadow

Sneaking up behind you,

Following you around,

Then they disappear,

Leaving you sad and confused.

Sometimes,

Memories are like comforters

Surrounding you with warmth,

Luxuriously abundant.

And sometimes they stay

Wrapping you in contentment

by Marcia Updyke 

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