Transient

One day, you wake up

And everything doesn’t feel better.

It’s not that all is suddenly okay.

But the load feels a little lighter.

The emptiness doesn’t smother

Your every free moment.

And the grief– it’s still there–

But it doesn’t bring a new tear to your eye.

I haven’t forgotten what happened.

I still miss you.

And tomorrow may be as hard

As every other past day since your loss.

But today, my grief was wrapped

In what some would call peace,

In a transient happiness,

That I know can’t last

But which still reminds me there is more to be.

–Written by Sandy Heights