Poetry

Trying to

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Catch my breath

But it seems to keep getting harder the longer I keep moving on

And I’m trying to find my pace again.

But I feel like this is a race that I will finish, but when I cross the finish line, everyone will have gone home.

I know I’m not walking alone, but this path is rough, and I wonder, as I look around, if I stumbled off course.

So I must stop, and I just let the sun shine down on me as sadness tries to overwhelm me. Memories of you flood my mind today.

As the light lifts me and the darkness fades, I move forward with greater determination, embracing my path with trust, knowing that the end will be a celebration.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes