After the snow-shrouded funeral,
grief languishes…
but schedules resume,
demands demand again…
Clouds and confusion encroach…
billowing and banging my resounding question:
Is life livable without him?
“… though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death …”
Psalm 23:4a
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