I wanted to wake
to this new year with joy and
lightness of being

but instead tears slide
unbidden down the cheeks of
another morning

why did I think that
a calendar page turning
would change anything

I’m tired of grief
this sadness and loneliness
all weighing me down

I want to wake with
a fresh, new heart opened
to new beginnings

perhaps tomorrow
my tender, healing heart will
rise with the new sun

and a new year will
harken on the horizon
of healing and hope

“perhaps” it’s such a
hopeful word, filled with