Each day is a little less than the rest
As I resist ~only to grow even stronger.
The pain I have felt, in mornings past
is not first on my mind any longer.
As today releases yesterday’s fears,
the scent of my memories disappear~
Though always faint but just enough,
for me to know that you’ve been here~
My heart still smells the scent,
though someday in my mind,
perhaps you’ll be gone.
As you fade into a break in the dawn.
And finally …
I can move on….