The desire to get back what once was - the feelings, the touch, the love

I veered off the road and took a path… one not unfamiliar, but one I’d left before. Both the road and the path were fine, but today I’m in need of the path. This is my response to Robert Frost’s “The...

My mom and my dad both came to me as angels on the days they died. In very different ways, but for the same reasons.

In the early days of this "thing" I was confident and uninhibited, but doubt has crept in and caused uncertainty... but this was written before all that!

It's about it being okay to waver in your political beliefs; it's not all black and white; shades of grey exist. Understand others' positions, learn. LOVE!

She had to uproot herself in an effort to soar.

I read into everything. He loves me he loves me not. He loves me not… as much as I love him. It’s okay. It’s fun!!!

Him

Reflecting on how he tried but it wasn’t enough for me.

A woman distraught with guilt finds the courage to disclose her truth to her family. She leaves her husband for the unknown. She bravely pursues her true love despite the uncertainty of their fate.

A poem about a woman who lost her mom (age 55) at the age of 21. Today she is in her 50s and learning from her mom's poetry and trying to apply her mom's insights to her own life today.