When the light enters morning

After the dusty pain kept greeting me

Memory returns

just as the snowflakes fall

large white fluffy flakes

casting shadows on my dampening past

pulling over the collapse

of the building that is my

tattered and scarred excuse for a soul

yet the smiles through the ache

get through the day

As if when a long walk is

across glass but

easier coming back than it was going out

but here in the cave

this old polar bear smiles

once the glowing light

in your eyes are welcoming

me back home

as this book of a day is now written

and finished

and thankfully closed