sadness on a beautiful day
I ponder if I should allow myself to feel it
or bury it away
I knew I’d meet it head on
yet I bravely proceeded
perhaps I should have saved myself the trouble
obligation though, pulls hard
I admit there is joy as well
sunshine and room to celebrate
markers of time
in the morning quiet, I cry a bit
I won’t go further than that
the few tears will suffice
letting me know the pain is still present
might always be
but I trust time and the Universe
and am thankful for sunshine on difficult days
I am alright, even though sometimes I’m not