Loss, Limbo, Life and Love
I do not keep a diary, so I will fashion by ode,
The events and the feelings of my difficult load.
This rhyming journal will remind me in years,
Of what I was feeling when I was so prone to tears.
This is a note book of loss, and of finding my way,
Back to a life, in a year and a day.
I will let it all out on day three sixty six,
For all eyes to see, what I felt, found and missed.