I do intend to begin the new year
With a more inward looking journey
Which is what I am trying to realise
That is, this is what I hope to find
I am not alone in having lost a lover
Of that I am 100% certain
I am though entirely alone in dealing with it
In the way which I try to deal with it
I know that it goes dark outside
Also that that happens earlier
In winter rather than in summer
I know too that loss goes darker
If all that I am is all that I am
Then what am I to worry about
But if I also try to include you
Does that not create a new story
Once upon a time, long ago
I did include you
Indeed thoughts of you preceded all
Which was, perhaps, a little bit wayward
