Clouds Of Grief's Mind Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Many memories shine through the clouds of grief,
leading to recovery one day in the future.

For now, crying, sorrow, pain, are all culminating
in my mind.

Today is a puddle of remorse that I keep stepping
in, no matter which direction I go.

Where can I hide? Where can I place my tears
except on the headstone of another life, being
lived beyond without me.

Touching the joy of past endeavors with my soul,
I remember, I remember, through the clouds of my
mind.