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The Five Stages of Grief

The Five Stages of Grief

I awaken from a dream
You are still with me
We are drinking coffee on the porch
Its springtime
but no its winter I am alone.

I rethink the five stages of grief.
Denial Anger Bargaining
Depression Acceptance.

It’s so easy it seems
it’s like a long country walk
after a broken leg.
The milestones are marked clearly
when I reach one.
I just have to check it off the list.

So I started walking
Its now over a year passed by
I am still limping along the road.
Tripped by icy patches and potholes
Grazing my knees

Home has gone now
Its way to far back to see anymore.
I am looking for the elusive acceptance.
I know it will be in bright Neon lights.

Behind me the history of us
Is spilled on the cracked pavement.
All we ever planned and dreamt.
Left on the road like pieces
of an unfinished Jigsaw puzzle.

The memories of salty air
from our summer home.
You sat with me reading your book
Your coffee on the table.

Then I see it ACCEPTANCE
It’s a huge sign I am touching it.
I have finally reached it.
All will be well from here.

Then I walk a single step too far.
Beyond the finish line.
I recognize where I am.
I Know this place.
The five stages are a circle
And I am back at stage one.

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