mist

 words are only bandaids on the gaping wounds of loss but here is something i wrote; Mist

to those once with us,

who no longer remain,

we feel your loss,

and it causes pain.

but we know you are

in a place of peace,

with others, just like you,

whose troubles have ceased.

your tenure on earth

with us never enough,

yes we go on,

but at times it is rough.