When Grief Comes

When all is not well and grief strikes
Hold thyself for no one holds thee better
Those who come to share
Come in chameleon hues
And grief and laugh and happy
To see or mop your tears.
Hold thyself
Mop thy tears
And let no one know about thy inside.

by Tony Adah

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