In tombs deep, where grief does dwell,
A widow's heart, a tale to tell.
To you, dear one, whose path is new,
Embrace the dawn, let hope renew.
In echoes of a love once known,
Find strength within, let seeds be sown.
Through tear-stained nights and endless ache,
Know that time can gently break.
The whispers of the past may sting,
Yet from sorrow, new beginnings spring.
In solitude, find solace sweet,
As memories and love entreat.
Though tempests rage and winds may howl,
Within your heart, a resilient prowl.
For seasons change, and so shall you,
A metamorphosis, strong and true.
In shared stories, both joy and strife,
Connect with kindred souls in life.
For in the tapestry of fate,
New threads emerge, don't hesitate.
Widowhood is but a chapter, dear,
A testament to love sincere.
From the ashes, rise once more,
A phoenix born, forevermore.
Embrace the dawn, the sunlit glow,
For in your strength, new blooms will grow.
In whispered winds and moonlit skies,
A symphony of hope, forever flies.
Thursday, February 1, 2024
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