I was asked by our Bereavment Coordinator at Hospice to write a poem for the quarterly newsletter. This poem is now a part of our Bereavment packet that goes out to families. I believe that life is ever changing just like the seasons. Our loved one's spirit will always be around. We just have to be aware.
It amazed me that this poem just popped into my head and I sat down and wrote it out rather quickly. It seems, at times, that I am just the transcriber for a higher power. I am truly guided from above.
SEASONS
If you feel, I will embrace you.
I'm the warmth of Summer sun.
If you listen, you will hear me.
I'm the whisper of a Fall breeze.
If you look, you will see me.
I am the eye of a Winter storm.
If you love, you will always find me.
A springtime bud forevermore.
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