It is not because things die,
That they are beautiful.
Things are beautiful
Because somehow,
A part of them lives on
And never dies...
When we are mourning the death of a loved one, we experience a profound sadness that nobody else seems to understand. Many times, all we need is just a warm hand to hold us and a friend who will be there for us as we face the most difficult times we've ever had.
Let these poems be like a friend to you, revealing the deepest hurts in your heart as you strive to find some comfort in your hour of grief.