#47. There’ll Be Days Like This

Sometimes, there are really no happy endings to see

Sometimes, it is what it is and not what it should be

Sometimes, what it is isn’t always fair, pretty and tidy

Sometimes, the world is a big bully and you’re an ant, so tiny

Sometimes, you will not feel strong and invincible

Sometimes, you’ll feel undone, small and invisible

#4. The Widower.

An ordinary full moon
Not a whisper of warning
No signs to alert me
Night came in stealth, so suddenly
As I lay here, deep in sleep
Beside the keeper of my heart
And in her womb nestled my unborn seed.