
09/19/2025
Grief is a river, flowing slow, 🌊
It ebbs, it shifts, but never goes.
It changes form, it bends, it sways,
But in our hearts, it always stays. 💭
It is the price of love so deep,
A wound we carry, yet still keep. ❤️
Not weakness, no, not faith denied,
But proof of love that will not hide.
A butterfly rests, soft and true, 🦋
Its wings remind me still of you.
The path ahead is mist and gray, 🌫️
But love still lights the narrow way.
Grief never ends, yet love holds fast,
A timeless bond that always lasts. ✨
— Silent Tears For You