When I see the grief in the eyes of parents who have lost children,
I see a sea of love held back and unable to reach it's shore.
When I hear them speak their children's names,
I hear soft echoes of "I miss you" in every story shared.
When I lay my hand on a grieving parent's shoulder,
I feel the solid frame of one who has been given one of life's greatest burdens,
and yet walks on with hope.
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