Grief is like a toy boat
Bobbing along in a child’s bath
Disappearing in and out of bubble hills
Grief is like a cruise ship
Filling and emptying in loops
Engulfing in its labyrinthian halls
Grief is like a kayak
Calm control in certain waters
Raging among the wet during typhoon fall
Grief is like a life raft
Always there and never wanted
But crucial in cementing you in life’s thrills