Thoughts After Broken-Hearted Days

Summer will not surrender
these dying days
to Fall without a fight.

Words are not enough
Tears are not enough
to express my grief
I feel the absence
of a former presence
hover around me
This is the natural order
of life-
aging and dying
holding on as long
as we can

I don't need to know the contents
of every heart in the world
just my own.

To heal a broken heart.

Where will this journey take us?
Where has it taken us already?
So many miles and with
how much time to go?

I am sad and will probably be feeling this way for a while.
That's ok. I'd rather the pain of the loss linger. An unseen
reminder of what a life meant to me.