Morning Dawned in Harsh Monochrome

― Kahlil Gibran

You left this earthly plane eight years ago today,
though yesterday the sun was hot and the air balmy,
this morning dawned in harsh monochrome
and once blue skies are now painted charcoal grey.

Soon the leaden sky will cry tears from a summer storm
and then my own will fall, sliding down my aging face
blurring these scrawled words on the wrinkled page:
‘I miss you mom, every single day.’

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

Author’s Note: My dear mother passed away 8 years ago today. Grief never gets easier, it only changes colors.

19 Comments on “Morning Dawned in Harsh Monochrome

  1. Linda, you have my condolences, and I know your mom would be awfully proud of you.
    Grief doesn’t get easier, no… We simply move forward and keep the people we love within our hearts and memories until we are reunited with them. 😌🙏💗

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  2. Linda, cherish the precious memories of your Mother. You are correct grief never gets easier, it only changes colors but remember the love and bond you and she shared. I lost my Mother 32 years ago and I still think about her all the time. It is such a special bond between a Mother and a Daughter. You and I are so fortunate to have experienced this kind of love.

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  3. A lovely poem, Linda! I lost my mom when I was 23 years old and will always cherish her memory. I’ve written a couple of pieces in memory of our wonderful times spent together.

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