30 Poems, 30 Days 2021: Grief Rose (Day 25)
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It starts with a thought, spun into a rose
A distant memory emerges like raindrops
First months struggling with management
Painful like the thorns picking at fingertips
Words that were said and words not heard
Dream shaken into tinted colors everywhere
Brought forward what was broken within
For a voice to emerge to advocate changes
Time could tell frozen into silent numbness
Moments not interested, poor concentration
Triggers of the past that flowed many fountains
Wonder if they would be proud of overcoming
What was set up to make you fail made you
Who you were meant to be, grief grows roses
By Christy V.
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