A dear friend and colleague passed away recently. To honor her memory, I wrote this short free-verse poem.  I know very little of poetry, so please forgive the amateur effort. Most of my writing is from the mind. This piece is from the heart.

A Light Shines Through

When darkness comes

It slips in on padded feet

Silently, stealthily, unknown

It comes to us all

Young, old, in-between

And no matter how prepared

We may be

We’re not

Never are

Still we must accept it

The best we can

And move forward

But it leaves a tiny hole

In our heart

A hole that never heals

But that same hole

Lets in light and life

And so we go on

With the memories

We hold precious

Until darkness comes

Once again