Remnants of Loss

Remnants of Loss
by John A. Pewitt

Remnants of loss remain.
The troubled summer marking another year since your passing.
The harsh, bitter heat burning down into the soul, re-igniting painful memories of loss and heartache.
The cool breeze of autumn riding in on summer's coat tails, chasing away the blistering heat and the ache within the soul.
Bringing with it a sense of peace and renewal to the unsettled spirit.
Life continues on, pulling us along willingly or unwillingly.
Uncontrollable, it will not be denied.
Time heeds no master and answers to none.
Of it's own accord, truly, time heals wounds.