Sunday, January 3, 2010

A New Decade 2010

Fog of Loss

The air is cold instant tug on my sleeve
like a tiny reminder that time has passed
and so goes another year
When the heart is distraught
there are only a few things
that cause a moment of pause and clarity
To move into a blur almost as a way to protect
and shield an image from fading
like pages of an old love letter
Yellowing with age its only enemy
But what the mind holds as precious
can only be altered when the heart has taken a step
out of the fog of loss and grief
letting go of what once was the only path worth traveling

© 2010 Trilby Yates