A glimpse of self-love
A morning moment of gratitude
Listen to your heart’s needs
Certain voices no longer haunt me
A respite from winter’s storms
Is a new beginning
When the days grow quieter
and the sound of silence
becomes the norm
it can usher in
a companion of sorrow
who feels the memories
and hears the giggles
inside of blanket forts.
When the days grow quieter
and the sound of aging
becomes a ticking clock
it can usher in
the companion of…