Must I face this clear bright day?
With heavy Heart
and sorrowful soul?
The sunlight ebbs and flows
with passing clouds.
New leaf trees stretching
forth their fresh colors.
Dogwoods bloom lace canopies
beckoning the joyful Heart.
But mine cannot go.
A time of reckoning is at hand.
My mind slips on it's muddy path.
Trying to focus on what must be done.
Exposure of Heart and soul
and a tearful closure
To an unfulfilled hope.
Heather Z. Hanna
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/must-i-face-this-day/
