When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without

Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.

In the still night In the silence, My soul begs, My mind to rest. It’s story told

I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,

My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last

Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,

Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another

The gift of summer Is the sound of a Creek flowing through Rocks. A blue bird perched

Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.

Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that

Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go

Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,

Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,

Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,

As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,