The weight of the winter weather catches my breath in a smothering haze,
I think to myself is living my life really worth my pain.
I look to the sky for answers not given,
For a comfort of feeling that could not be unwritten.
I find comfort in the fact that my husband loves me,
But sorrow in the fact is living any more for me.
Each morning I wake up and ask,
Was my life’s journey really this task.
Was I meant to board a ship of uncertainty,
To place my fate in the hands of the earthly.
I pray for peace of mind,
That only it comes in due time.
I look for the future of my life,
Only to find that there is a dim light….