Remembrance

So overcome was I with grief
That nature would not grant relief
     Until my tears had dried.

With every passing day I grew
Accustomed to a point of view
     That never left my side.

To unreservedly hold dear
The ones I love while they are near
     Is all that I can do.

The pain of separation brings
A multitude of cuts and stings
     My heart must weather through.

Just as I never could forget
To love them still, I still must let
     The circle come around.

What hopelessly seems out of reach
The voices of the past all teach
     Will once again be found.


©2016 Michael Fraley




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