Rhyme

There will be a time

When I must stop repeating the same rhyme.

And I know that day will eventually come.

But for now, there is nowhere else to which I let my mind run…

I still miss you.

I think about you every day.

I wonder and question and scream at myself

For letting the moment pass away…

And for a moment,

I can find a calm,

Where I’m not stuck searching

Or doubting or reaching for psalms.

But that moment always passes too soon

And I found myself rebounding,

refocusing, remembering you.

Everyday, I still awake and go to sleep

With you filling my head,

Showing up in all I see,

Resting in the lost hope of what I thought would be.

I still find reminders of you

In everything I type,

In anything and everything I’ve ever read.

I miss you and no peace

Has come to quiet me yet…

There will be a time

When I must stop repeating the same rhyme.

And I know that day will eventually come.

But for now, there is nowhere else to which I let my mind run…

—Written by Sandy Heights