Dark Rite of Passage

Time tells, and many lose their mate

That special someone who would make

Our mundane lives shine with warm glow,

And smooth the paths where we would go …

 

Nights danced away or breakfasts shared

Always knowing that they cared;

They hugged us tightly, banished stress,

And always acted for the best…

 

Then one cold dawn they slipped away

Leaving us in disarray,

Vanished from our warm embrace

So, memories alone we chase …

 

This year more girlfriends suffer loss

Their lives a challenge, tinged with frost,

Is Time the Healer? Now we know

That this sad, learning curve is slow …

 

Carpe Diem! Seize the day!

Harder far to do than say;

For those who pass through this dark door

Life has an edge not felt before …

(c) Poet in the woods 2021