I`ll see you again Rooster

Grief
by Norah Leney

Deep sobs -
That start beneath my heart
and hold my body in a grip that hurts.
The lump that swells inside my throat
brings pain that tries to choke.
Then tears course down my cheeks -

I drop my head in my so empty hands
abandoning myself to deep dark grief
and know that with the passing time
will come relief.

later