In grieving
one has no control over
what the mind needs to deal with
and what the heart needs to heal.
In the past several months
I have come to learn that grief
has a time table
of its very own.
I am sometimes very weak
in the battle of faith,
but sometimes...
I am very strong.
A strange new way to live.
But I'm trying...
Is there a shelf life
or expiration date on mouring
the loss of a loved one?
I don't believe there is.