Posted: May 2017
Grief comes in many forms when a loved one dies, and whether it be a partner, child, parent or friend, we all react and cope in different ways. This poem, for a partner, was sent to me a little while after my husband died, and in sharing it with you I hope it will help someone as it helped me.
Bereft (Walking Alone)
It's happened to me, Master,
that heaviest blow to Marriage,
the death of a beloved partner.
When we made our life long vows we knew it was
'Till death do us part',
but that moment seemed long away in a misty future.
Now my turn has come to walk alone.
I'm glad that my loved one went first,
glad that I could tend and help him to his last day.
Thank you Lord for that.
Now I'm one of the great host of those who face single life,
After years of intimate comradeship.
I accept my lot without complaint,
for I am but one among many.
I have loved and have been loved,
now I must meet life's challenges alone.
Master, it is not easy, there is a painful shrinking from assuming burdens.
A desperate need to confide in someone, to share with another.
For a time it seems half a life, a mechanical doing of duties,
a painful remembering,
but your presence relieves some of the sting and gives hope
for the days ahead.
One day there will be a reunion in that beyond which you have prepared.
So help me Lord, to live worthily, making of each day something of value.
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