Tearstained eyes

don’t cry any more.

Cold numbness sets in,

heavy heart weighs down

a tired aching soul.

Age doesn’t matter;

the burden of sadness

puts more years on

than actual trips around the sun.

One day to the next is

unpredictable,

steady resolve sometimes takes hold,

and others are filled with deep despair.

Time marches on,

making the need to dwell on loss

more of a memory.

But one never completely forgotten.