Cover your dead so they can’t see
See the agony leaving brings.
Bring the shift that time will free
Free their grief so they can sing
Sing the tale of parting times
Time will soften into another
Another change as grief lets go
Let go of the living beneath your cover.
“Brief: 366/2020 project, prompt ‘Cover’
“Expression 
I like how the words wind into one another, connecting the lines – like a winding sheet!
Some very telling lines here – love the opening
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