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A Grieving Traveler

I sat in a train again Without you... I sat with pain again Without you.. I wish you were there I wish to get back your stare I wish to share some words How I wished to look out of the window the same way as yesterday.. This journey that I start again Without you... This journey that I pause more often Without you... As there is no one to put a hand on My shoulder of disdain.. As there is no one to just make a  Harmless gesture of being insane.. How I wished to sip that cup of tea with a relentless life beyond the sea waiting to be free.. *Dedicated to my mom as she shares her feeling of loneliness after my dad passed away last year. They both used to love traveling together... * picture courtesy the author while she captures this on her train ride to  Carlisle, PA.
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Hold My Hands

Hold my hands as I take you..
For a ride.
Hold my hands as you..
Find me beside.
Hold my hands as some waves..
Are high tide.
Hold my hands as I get afraid..
Of the slide.
Hold my hands as I will be close to you..
Hold my hands as the days will be few.
Hold my hands as I cry..
Hold my hands as I try to fly.
Hold my hands as it’s new..
Freshly found as drops of dew.
Hold my hands as they tremble..
Hold my hands when they assemble.
Hold my hands though we drift apart..
Hold my hands as it’s always the start.
Hold my hands as I leave..
Hold my hands when you decieve.
Hold my hands when I am lost..
Hold my hands to get me back at any cost.
Hold my hands when you fear..
Hold my hands when it’s near.
Wipe them off kiss them slow..
And Don’t hold on to me..
That’s the time when you let it go.
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