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Off to face my demons,
into the valley of darkness,
I'll take my first foray,
to spill my inner thoughts,
to find my emotional display.

Who knows what
messages, lay ahead.
I only know, I need it,
to clear this old head.

Nothing else to write,
nothing else to say,
except have a great morning
and a most welcoming day.

I found some peace,
for a moment,
after talking to thee,
saying a lament,
about needing sleep,
everywhere I went.

I'll try very hard,
to work with thee,
as I move forward,
into personal therapy.

When love comes to find you,
wherever you may be.
Would it be safe to say.
it won't recognize me.

When gone from a life,
which requires nothing new,
to an existence where,
I am always looking for you

Aging process,
youth to maturity.
What a process,
we traverse in Life.

My love for another,
exactly like you,
is appealing to my mind,
but I know it won't do,

for there weren't any others,
of this I'm sure,
who will love me,
like you, a love so pure.

I want to run away,
to scurry and hide,
unless I can find another,
to be by my side.

Is that worrisome to me,
as I sit here and write,
or just a symptom of
my grief and respite?

When love whispered your name,
Twas early spring, many years ago.
I had been doing research,
on who I could possibly know.

And there you were,
stepping in to my life,
when we fell in love,
becoming man and wife.

Craziness lives,
in what I read,
as words I should know,
are stuck in my head.

Grieving's now easy,
what memories were,
I miss my love,
in this my silent lair.

Why do you do that,
I ask every day.
So many thoughts,
won't stay away.

After the rain has fallen,
on grass, roof and leaves,
the time will come to pass,
when memories freeze.

Memories, fade quickly,
at this time, when we relive,
as our attention falters,
during the time we grieve.

I caught a glimpse of you,
last night, as I sat in my chair.
I turned, said hello, but you weren't there.

I feel you around me,
when I'm in my room.
Is it all in my head
or will you be here soon?

Stream fishing, has always been
my joy, in life, at least when a boy.
This brings back memories of the past.
I sincerely hope you enjoy it.

There are times in this life, short,
when we find ourselves, enraptured,
or captivated by others, be they
friends or be they strangers. This was one.