I still catch glimpses,slight glances
of better days
I still think this – might pass if
I concentrate
It takes but a stray thought , a speculation
of a misery
And I’m thrown off – of any elation
within memory
Life is loss ,life is suffering
Must remind myself
When I’m lost, that’s not everything
‘Tis just a mindset
But sometimes the span of time
Between the lines
Of when you felt high , of when you feel fine
Seems so far behind
Need to remember , need a reminder
There are good days
And till then ya – should be kinder
To your memories
There is always hope, for healing
of the wounds
Just need to roll , until feeling
good resumes
By Kevin Beary
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