May 27 - Grief

My childhood home burned down a few years ago.

Every person will one day grieve.

A loved one, a pet, a mother, a father.

But other griefs exist.

The last conversation you had with a childhood best friend.

A burnt-out home.

The letter you wrote, gone from digital entropy.

A family friend, finally gone from a battle with cancer.

All suffused with the utmost tragedy.

In their tragedy they make us who we are.

Unique fingerprints of sadness.