Sorrow’s touch surprises
in unexpected ways
in unexpected places
When the theft of happier days
steers the course of a life,
the journey twists, unique in its unfolding
Sometimes for the very lucky
that hollow loss makes room for healing
if expectations are released
Even when a lone wolf howls, haunting and mournful
from the top of the coldest mountain,
a chorus of voices readily answers his call
photo: Pixabay
prompts: MadVerse 557, Mamabearwrites, WD Wednesday Writing Prompts 336
Writing and Reflections 
Very emotional poem. Yes we can heal. Nothing can replace what’s lost. But we can make room for new people in our life. And be with those who understand our grief. Just my synopsis of what I think the poem is about.
Great job.
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Perfect! Thank you. I appreciate your insight!
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