Till the season of recovery
Set dazzling above one’s head
We keep trudging no matter what
Because we are worth the steps
A journey of roads yet to be pathed
We still walk forward knowing that something along the way
Is there to catch our mishaps
We halt, we cry, and we disappear in the silence of the unknown
Not knowing if it is safe to surface
Knowing to be scorned
Keep stepping anyway
Through the hurt, the pain, and the tears of too many
Cries of help, we feel alone but
Know that somewhere someone is there
Think not about the damage but
On the worth that is yet to come
Walk on for our abandoned little children
Create the life you only once
Believed was one to live
Holdfast to the what ifs
But don’t let them be the final answer, just one
More days of trudging, will this be it?
Thank you for the memories
Thank you for this path
A journey that is one season that can never last
So long for now until the time comes again
Please know that memories will surpass all understanding
Of the what ifs