I can't put my grief in a box with a bow
Where will all the love go?
I grieve for people.
I grieve for pets.
I grieve for my old life.
The house that was home for 57 years.
The house that was home for 6 years.
Where will all the love go?
I grieve for the fun in LTC
Okay, so it wasn't all peachy.
Where will all the love go?
I grieve for relationships that are no longer.
I wish they could have been stronger
Where will all the love go?
I grieve for things that can never be,
That's just me/
If I put my grief in a box with a lock and a bow.
Where will all the love go?
My grief is a sign that the things I hold dear are still near.
Where will all the love go?
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