Poem “Spring Showers From My Eyes”
Spring Showers From My Eyes….
maybe it means I am starting a new phase
of living on this earth,
rising from the ashes
trying to find what I am worth.
as does the phoenix,
that emerges from the fire,
choking and with tearing eyes
as it struggles to inspire.
if I have learned anything
in the last ninety days,
maybe it is that I just need
to embrace what I am feeling,
and go with it
as it plays.
but, in the meantime,
that leaking faucet can’t seem to control its pace
turn off that faucet
that is leaving salt tracks down my face.
I know Emilee must have her arms ’round me,
and is holding me nice and tight,
and most of the time that’s all I need
to make me feel all right.
Life After Emilee, on the loss of my wife to pancreatic cancer. I’m not accepting comments right now but please feel free to get in touch via my Contact page.