Lost and Found
I have lost small parts of me.
I have lost holidays and whole days.
I have lost poetry.
I have lost decisions and ambition.
I have lost my hair and vanity.
I have lost walks and sleep and sunsets.
I have lost a season or two or three,
But Love,
I have always had you with me.
I have always had you with me.
March 1, 2020
Received by CRC; “My sister in Connecticut is at the end we hope of two years of very intense treatment. She wrote thus poem to her husband. I asked her permission to share it. I believe many can relate.”