Words fail

thoughts falter

time relentless paces on.

Memories come

some unbidden

shoulders

 turn away once offered to be cried upon.

Grief has a timetable

for those not grieving

the sadness too much weight

for the un-bereaved.

The awful truth

my unwelcome companion

when I wake in the morning

when I lay down to sleep.

Mention his name

don’t flinch when I say it.

That part of him that is me

still remains.