To Begin Again

Every day is a blank page

Waiting to explode

With ink 

And breath

It is funny how time passes

Sometimes slow

But always over too soon

I feel it slip away

Like a receding wave 

Just out of touch 

But whooshing in my ears

Memories 

And possibilities 

Adventures to be had

Battles to be chosen 

This year

We will walk on 

Step by tiny step

It has to be better 

She whispers 

Stand tall

Walk without falling 

Leave the window for rainy days

Step outside when the sun shines

And the air is crisp 

We both sigh

But not in anger or tiredness

It is the ache and yearning 

To begin again.