Adjusting
Perspective
Places laced with memories
Some good and others bad
Finding solutions
Since I was a lad
Memories flood into my mind
Some of them are too much to take
Talk of times when I was young
They are not a piece of cake.
Adjusting my perspective
And ratifying time
It has made me feel vulnerable.
And it is a long, challenging climb.
I wish to miss the in-betweens
And return to the now.
A place I feel secure
Sometimes I don’t know how.
I need a place where I can trace
through the night.
Kinship and solidarity
And for things to feel right.
I know you have my measure.
You can see I’m vulnerable.
We know when we’re together.
Life is wonderful.
I’ll miss you when you go today.
Emotions run so deep.
When you’re not beside me
I’m often up the creek.
Everyone’s susceptible
I’m not the only one.
Love salves the emotions.
When there’s no place to run
©
David Rudder
2022
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