In the realm of sorrow, where tears freely flow,

We navigate the stages, seeking solace to know.

Denial, a gentle shield, whispers softly in our ear,

While anger roars, a tempest that we fear.

Bargaining steps forth, a plea to rewrite fate's hand,

To mend what's torn, to make right what's been banned.

Depression lingers, a heavy shroud we wear,

Yet acceptance whispers, a gentle breeze of care.

With each phase we traverse, we learn and grow,

Finding strength within, a resilience to show.

Through tears and pain, we forge a path anew,

Emerging stronger, with every dawn that we pursue.