When will it pass?

I count the moments but the same voices scream

at night, keeping me anxious and afraid of tomorrow?

The seconds tick by as my mind runs ragged

with fear and anticipation of the very worst scenarios.

My dad always said, “This too shall pass”,

meaning the bad things

but it also means the good things.

I remember when times were much better and I was

flying with my family to a happy vacation –

a nagging fear came into my mind that this too shall pass:

the good times – I gulped my pinot grigio,

slammed my eyelids together and thought

that I’d better live in the moment and enjoy

the present for all it’s worth.

Though those good days are gone, and the ones that bring

pain now linger – but they too will pass.