05 November, 2008

ocean of grief

Dear Daughter,
Sometimes the bottom drops out
And all I can do is sleep.
I can't catch up with myself.
Is it the season?
Or have I caught your homesickness?
Grief seems endless,
like the ocean,
and just as deep.

I miss you,
but I'm happy you're there...

1 comment:

Ex-in-the-City said...

I know this feeling. It's startling how empty a house can feel. But we encouraged them to grow those wings.