Wednesday, August 6, 2025

Tears

 “A New Day is Dawning”----

But I only see clouds,

Tears falling like rain:

Mourning.


The tears of years of good-byes

The rips, the tears in my heart

So many years of worrying:

Will he survive

the fall?

the surgery?

the chemo?


Tears in my eyes, 

Tears in my heart

I thought those years of tears and tears

Would cushion my fall

When he let go.


The fall wasn’t parachuting

 to an easy landing

but a plunge into widowhood.


He’s been gone for nine months

Shouldn’t I have created a new life by now?


Looking for light in the Mourning:

A New Day Dawning


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Between Two Worlds

Most of my life, I've considered it fortunate that I was just ahead of the Baby-boom. Generally, the Baby-boomers were born between 1946 and 1964 after the fathers returned from World War II. It was a huge population explosion that has reverberated through American society.

This blog will be part history, part memories, part reflections of a retired teacher, but active "Senior". I have always felt like I straddled two generations forming a bridge. Sometimes I think like a baby-boomer, but sometimes I'm locked into my parents' Depression era thinking. I'm a dichotomy of two eras. But, I'm always ready to try something new---so here I am dipping my toes in the water of Blogworld.