Bleary images of my loved ones
Waving behind a film of tears
As they recede into the flowing crowd
Streaming away, away from me
I Chun- a friend, a wife and often more
Baby Audrey- a new being
Just setting off from shore
Now miles and miles away from Baltimore
I turned away, the strength to find
In the noble cause I stay behind
For all the blessings come to me
I must return, to humanity
So I move myself , trudge back to work
Even on weekends
though the loneliness bites
At times I meet a friend or two
And they help to put me right
You could say the saving grace
In my life alone was wrought
In the form of newfound friends
Whom I had never thought
Could be the torches to illuminate
the darker, rolling terrain of Life
GOOD WORDS
Bleary: hazy, blurry, unfocused
Recede: go back, retreat, ebb
Illuminate: light up
Terrain: landscape
Saving grace: fact or quality in a thing or a person or idea that enables us to take a positive view of it
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