Grief

I felt God tonight

In the breeze

holding my hand

hugging my heart

 

And it made me cry

I mourned for the me that was

The little girl who loved God and life

so much that it spilled out

to everyone around her

 

And it reminds me of Grandpa

and my love for him

radiating from my fingers and toes

my five year old sweetness

complimenting the rough whiskers of his face

 

And as different as we seemed on the surface

I could imagine him lying next to me

watching the moon and

the waving branches

and feeling the breeze

and knowing God.