Solo but hopeful

               Sad I am for not seeing familiar faces but
by now I should be used to being solo. So careful I tug
the beating of an irrational mind to the calmings of
water.

               Still the echoes that follow and wails of
disappointment just press me through. Knowing I cannot
move any one person to do my bidding, I only pray
for their wellbeing. Soon then hoping my emotions
will simmer.

               Ah the fall of water washes off the tears.
Pulling my spirit to a soaring level as I talk to my Father,
Jehovah. How else can I forgive and forget?

               Oh just staring at the image before me, I
whisper a few words of encouragement and begin my
day.

               The laughter echoes inside me just as the
joy opens the mind to justify actions taken.

                Silently I hope big. Alas no sights I behold.
I begin to understand words are just that : words. Ah
but the day is still young. So many possiblities to
form and take.

                 So here I sit wrapped in warmth preparing to
enjoy my last day off until the following Sunday. So happy,
I am, for the heated moist morning for it has helped me
press kind reminders of how we all are imperfect. Also
how some are hesitant, reserved and have fears.

                 Alas the moody clouds of this morning displayed
my emotions so well. The smile upon my face and the silence
permeating from my pale form, well I am grateful to
be awake. So here I am, going to enjoy day to fullest.