I found this one on Facebook.  I’m all for poems that tell tell the truth about grief, that tell grief as it is.  

 

I had my own notion of grief

I thought it was the sad time

That followed the death of

Someone you love.

And you had to push through it

To get to the other side.

But I’m learning there is no other side

There is no pushing through.

But rather,

There is absorption.

Adjustment.

Acceptance.

And grief is not something you complete,

But rather you endure.

Grief is not a task to finish.

And move on,

But an element of yourself-

An alteration of your being.

A new way of seeing.

A new definition of self.