GRIEF IS THE PRICE WE PAY FOR LOVE
Grief is the price we pay for love,
Leaving memories to treasure,
Heartaches shared by ones who care,
Plus a lifetimes love and pleasure.
No one knows the pain and hurt,
The loneliness it leaves,
Or understands your simple need,
To be alone and grieve.
To recall those days in happier times,
Full of gaiety and laughter,
When both held hands to say “I Do”
And be happy ever after.
Only time can heal those painful scars,
The scars no one can see,
Wounds so deep they tear the soul,
And will never set you free.
Things come back to haunt you,
A dream in troubled sleep,
A photograph from holidays,
Or a trinket that we keep.
The coolness of those salty tears,
How many can one shed?
Enough to water every flower,
In your favourite flowerbed.