When we lose a loved one,
The grief is unthinkable…
We make vows and resolve to always keep in touch…
We write lengthy trubutes filled with
Tears and sad emojis.
But like it always does, life goes on.
Another day, another struggle.
And all our vows and resolve to keep in touch,
Slowly fade away,left behind in the struggle.
The struggle to pay bills, to manage life
And family, and career.
The struggle to stay alive, period.
And the cycle continues…till someone else dies…
Life is like a carousel.
I never stops. Up and down it goes.
Whether or not you’re ready,
Whether or not you want it to, it never stops.
Life is like a carousel.
You cannot make it stop,
You cannot get off,
Until you have to.
Until you get to your stop…
-Adaugo 2017
Deep truths embedded in this lovely piece of poetry. More grace to you sis! Thanks for this.
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Great poem!
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Thanks a lot!
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