Grief cries and life shines on — and hope paints a rainbow.
—Terri Guillemets
Grief cries and life shines on — and hope paints a rainbow.
—Terri Guillemets
Grief is looking up
and seeing Never
at your window —
rapping on the pane
of your heart —
—Terri Guillemets
Wailing, bearing flowers
and collapsing to her knees,
her hot tears fall upon me—
But I remain unmoved,
stone-faced, above it all—
her face etched with grief
and mine with the years,
weathered with past life—
Gently she touches my face
and presents me the flowers—
I’ve seen her cry many times
but it is my nature to be
rough and cold, grounded
in reality I know nothing else—
Still she keeps coming back to me
and though I cannot give her love
I will always guard hers.
—Terri Guillemets
Grief is a burden
but also a friend—
It is not grief that
wounds your heart
but it is grief that
heals your heart.
—Terri Guillemets
The death of a loved one is a sudden silence — one of those deafening silences that leaves ringing in your ears.
—Terri Guillemets
Even hundredfold grief is divisible by love.
—Terri Guillemets
Grief is a haunted lake that’s all too easy to drown in.
—Terri Guillemets