feels vulnerable
teary eyed and low
want to slowly sit and, rest
stay a moment with my thoughts
my journey continues, with bated breath
each cycle hoping, disappointing
can it be November again,
with grey skies, chill wind, and rain
please stay, your cold days bring my heavy heart solace
the snow quiets my mind, freezes my tears
my body aches and feels the pain of my heart
the reality of age
what are we doing here, all stuck in this fray
grasping to hold on,
forced to be comfortable with nothing but
change
the sagacious bee 