Different

Make them laugh

Distract them from the pain

Because sometimes it's too horrible to face

Sing them a soft lullaby

Be the shoulder they can cry on

Because sometimes they just need to know That you are there

Leave them be

Don't grab their wrist and make them stay

Because sometimes the world is just too much

Start to make new memories

But don't for get the old

Because sometimes when you talk of the mother you lost

You can still feel her hand you used to hold

Everyone's grief is a different monster

One that morphs and changes as time goes on

They may need to laugh

They may need to cry

But there is one thing that will never make things right

Please don't say

Things will get better

The last stage of grief

Acceptance

Is a lie

There is no acceptance

You have lost the person who gave you life

You will never feel the same way again

Things will not get better

But they will get different

You'll learn to live again

Strutting out into the day

Allowing the sun to shine on your face

The pain will still be there

A scar that never seems to quite heal

But as with any scar

You learn to live with it

You learn to embrace it

You learn that their heart beats on with yours

Please understand

That things will become different

You can trust me

I've lost my mother as well

And I still feel her here

As I learn to live differently