Seasons of Grief

Shall I wither and fall like an autumn leaf,
From this deep sorrow - from this painful grief?
How can I go on or find a way to be strong?
Will I ever again enjoy life’s sweet song?

Sometimes a warm memory sheds light in the dark
And eases the pain like the song of a Meadow Lark.
Then it flits away on silent wings and I’m alone;
Hungering for more of the light it had shone.

Shall grief’s bitter cold sadness consume me,
Like a winter storm on the vast angry sea?
How can I fill the void and deep desperate need
To replant my heart with hope’s lovely seed?

Then I look at a photo of your playful smiling face
And for a moment I escape to a serene happy place;
Remembering the laughter and all you would do,
Cherishing the honest, caring, loving spirit of you.

Shall spring’s cheerful flowers bring life anew
And allow me to forget the agony of missing you?
Will spring’s burst of new life bring fresh hope
And teach my grieving soul how to cope?

Sometimes I’ll read a treasured card you had given me
And each word’s special meaning makes me see,
The precious gift of love I was fortunate to receive,
And I realise you’d never want to see me grieve.

Shall summer’s warm brilliant sun bring new light,
And free my anguished mind of its terrible plight?
Will its gentle breezes chase grief’s dark clouds away,
And show me a clear path towards a better day?

When I visit the grave where you lie in eternal peace,
I know that death and heaven brought you release;
I try to envision your joy on that shore across the sea,
And, until I join you, that’ll have to be enough for me.

For all the remaining seasons of my life on earth,
There’ll be days I’ll miss your merriment and mirth,
And sometimes I’ll sadly long for all the yesterdays;
Missing our chats and your gentle understanding ways.

Yet, the lessons of kindness and love you taught me,
And the good things in life you’ve helped me to see;
Linger as lasting gifts that comfort and will sustain,
Until I journey to that peaceful shore and see you again.

"Seasons of Grief" by Belinda Stotler. You can read her original poem and learn more about the inspiration behind it here:


That is beautiful @sad2 , did you write it ?
Love Angie xx

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Hi Angie.
Yes, I thought it was lovely too and wanted to share it.
It was written by Donna (no surname).
I get poems e-mailed to me by friends.
Take care.
Joan xx


Donna is a very talented lady , thank you for sharing . You take care too.
Love Angie xx


Wow, what a beautiful poem. Sums it up. Xx

That is one of the loviest poems ever. Michael x


Thank you Michael. I hope it can bring you some comfort like it does to me.
I often read it, have a good cry and feel a little better after the tears have dried.
Take care.
Joan x


Morning Joan,my Mother was called Joan ,yes it does bring comfort at a very difficult time. Love Michael x


Hello, just dropping by to say that the author of the poem has been in touch and asked that we credit her. I’ve edited your opening post @sad2 to add her name and the link to her poem. The link gives a bit of context, too, it’s about the loss of her sister Brenda. It’s a lovely poem - thanks for sharing it.