I live my life through the words I write
Sometimes
we travel so far down a path
to look back, in search of the road signs
that led us astray,
is to see a fog so dense
all the eyes can see, is gray.
You deserve better treatment
than you’re receiving.
Anyone does.
Hold on.
Stand your ground.
Eventually,
fog succumbs to the sun.
This last attempt will go as planned
but this time, according to my schedule.
My body says she’s ready,
and I believe her.
I trust her.
I know she’s looking out for me.
May the weeks unfold ahead
as they are meant.
With my whole body,
I trust.
Dawning Words 