I wish I could believe in heaven. What a gift it would be to believe I will see you again someday. And what a punishment it is feeling in my heart that I won't.
9 months ago
Don't tell one who writes of grief to rethink their "I" statements. When you know they had tears on their hands as they wrote, don't say the poem could be better. You might as well say their grief could be worse.
1 year ago
If someone shares a poem with you that is meant to help close an open wound, they don't want your opinion. They want your hand on their shoulder, gripping it tight.