I Don’t Remember

No longer

Do I remember

When the pain began

Or ended

If it did.

I lay, sit or stand

Hoping against hope

It will stop

But

Knowing that any relief

Is temporary

Don’t get me wrong

There are certainly

Distractions

That take my mind

On a ride

The wind, rain, sun

Grandchildren

Children

Wife

But oh how do I pray

That the grip of pain

Would release

Tears now

As I know

What the future holds

Sometimes still a wave of peace

Will seem to overflow me

Like a  brief cool wind in summer

Even so I know my lot

Is far better than many

And so for now

I read this chapter in my book of life

FXC 4/22/15

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