when my heart, is feeling heavy
when the missing feels so strong.
when my eyes have cried so many tears
and waiting seems so long.
when i lose my way a little
and i stumble here and there.
when my soul runs out of comfort
and my lungs run out of air.
when the memories start to fade
and i just want to make them last.
when i'm asked if i'm still grieving
after all the time that's passed.
i take a walk and clear my head.
i find a peaceful place.
i tell myself that it's okay
and show myself some grace.
i will not rush this grief of mine -
i'll wander slowly through it.
a love so deep is far too blessed
to ever just undo it.
and i will be the one you see
with wildflowers in my hair.
my eyes lost in the willows
and my hands folded in prayer.
i'll be the gentle one who
watches feathers as they fall.
or looks for art in rainbows
and sunlight on my wall.
i'll be the one who talks to birds
and traces lines rain drew
for every glimpse of beauty
is another glimpse of you.
'glimpse of you' by ullie-kaye ~ Ullie Kaye Poetry
when the missing feels so strong.
when my eyes have cried so many tears
and waiting seems so long.
when i lose my way a little
and i stumble here and there.
when my soul runs out of comfort
and my lungs run out of air.
when the memories start to fade
and i just want to make them last.
when i'm asked if i'm still grieving
after all the time that's passed.
i take a walk and clear my head.
i find a peaceful place.
i tell myself that it's okay
and show myself some grace.
i will not rush this grief of mine -
i'll wander slowly through it.
a love so deep is far too blessed
to ever just undo it.
and i will be the one you see
with wildflowers in my hair.
my eyes lost in the willows
and my hands folded in prayer.
i'll be the gentle one who
watches feathers as they fall.
or looks for art in rainbows
and sunlight on my wall.
i'll be the one who talks to birds
and traces lines rain drew
for every glimpse of beauty
is another glimpse of you.
'glimpse of you' by ullie-kaye ~ Ullie Kaye Poetry
when my heart, is feeling heavy
when the missing feels so strong.
when my eyes have cried so many tears
and waiting seems so long.
when i lose my way a little
and i stumble here and there.
when my soul runs out of comfort
and my lungs run out of air.
when the memories start to fade
and i just want to make them last.
when i'm asked if i'm still grieving
after all the time that's passed.
i take a walk and clear my head.
i find a peaceful place.
i tell myself that it's okay
and show myself some grace.
i will not rush this grief of mine -
i'll wander slowly through it.
a love so deep is far too blessed
to ever just undo it.
and i will be the one you see
with wildflowers in my hair.
my eyes lost in the willows
and my hands folded in prayer.
i'll be the gentle one who
watches feathers as they fall.
or looks for art in rainbows
and sunlight on my wall.
i'll be the one who talks to birds
and traces lines rain drew
for every glimpse of beauty
is another glimpse of you.
✍️'glimpse of you' by ullie-kaye ~ Ullie Kaye Poetry
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