Grading grief

October 22, 2006
iranian.com

Sorrow comes in different grades:
The one-night stand
Who Runs 
With the first rays of sun,
Having had his fun.

There is the one that stays
A few slow-moving days
And quietly slips away.

Another kind stays long
Planting roots, becoming strong
It is hard to break with this one
But one blessed day he’s gone.

The life-long variety,
Colluding,
Co-dependent and sticky,
The one that never goes away,
Him I fear
Him I pray
Will never come my way.