Please...

Please Be Gentle

By Jill B. Englar

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Please be gentle with me for I am grieving.

The sea I swim in is a lonely oneand the shore seems miles away.

Waves of despair numb my soulas I struggle through each day.

My heart is heavy with sorrow.

I want to shout and screamand repeatedly ask 'why?'

At times, my grief overwhelms meand I weep bitterly, so great is my loss.

Please don’t turn away or tell me to move on with my life.

I must embrace my pain before I can begin to heal.

Companion me through tears and sit with me in loving silence.

Honor where I am in my journey, not where you think I should be.

Listen patiently to my story, I may need to tell it over and over again.

It’s how I begin to grasp the enormity of my loss.

Nurture me through the weeks and months ahead.

Forgive me when I seem distant and inconsolable.

A small flame still burns within my heart,

and shared memories may trigger both laughter and tears.

I need your support and understanding.

There is no right or wrong way to grieve.

I must find my own path.

Please, will you walk beside me?