© Candice Maenza, MS
Department of Neurology
Memories, frozen
in time, isolated in ice,
solid captivity crystal.
Rain trickles from my eyes,
Remembering your touch,
Reliving our final goodbyes.
Reality so cold,
frostbite blackens my
frigid fingers.
I fight winter’s rush,
flakes of forgiveness
falling from fluffy clouds.
Until finally,
a puddle beneath me,
melting due, time
ready to free,
no longer imprisoned
by the past.
Pity passes,
sympathy subsides,
and thankfulness overtakes me.
Clouds clear,
I am blinded by the glare
of glimmering beams,
rays of a new season.