In The Wake Of Loss And Grief Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Locating pastimes that all but disappeared in the
wake of loss and grief on this last horizon, want-
ing to fit in somewhere.

Years seem to have disappeared, no one left to hold
this hand or love this empty heart that's been left
along the side of a long dusty trail.

One that no one walks upon any more, reluctantly
thinking of what's already transpired in years past,
not ready to step into another future beyond the
black curtains of death just yet.