After losing both of my parents in 2020 and 2021 and rearranging my whole life, it’s time to come home to poetry. It was hard to be inspired when things were swirling around me and I could only focus on what was in front of me. My trusty pup Casey remains at my side. Looking forward to the future…
Breathe
The loss was deep
an endless void
It’s time to breathe again…
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Things collected
All packed to go
Out through the window
She looked down below
She’d leave in the morning
What else could she do?
She wouldn’t look back
Worse she’d been through
Anywhere but here
She exclaimed with a sigh
I’ll be ok
I’ll be just fine
Morning came
And with it misgivings
Her sleep troubled
Her dreams wouldn’t give in
I’m sticking this out
Improvise on the go
I’m not giving up
It’s time for the show
Resolve in her pocket
& a smile on her face
Go get it girl
Get back in the race
I never said I love you
Intentions lost in time
Opportunities wasted
Instead you should be mine
I saw you at the station
The habit on your head
Now you live a different life
I walked away, respect
Tracy Meyerhofer Poetry: Fuzzy Pup Press 