Milestones

The world as we know it has turned upside-down

And we are walking like strangers inside a foreign town

Familiar streets now laced with traces of fear

Trying to find our roots again in spaces once held dear

It’s like we are close to arrival but not quite yet

Hearts remembering traumas our brains attempt to forget.

Perhaps there are milestones even in the deepest dark

Like warm, glowing lights leaving a trustworthy mark

Through the looming fears and the unspoken depths

Like a hand to hold onto as we carefully hold our breaths

Attempt the healing process in the face of the unknown

Leading one another to the safety of our home.

Published by Quietest Poet

Writer, mother, counselor, flower gardener, recipe seeker, and Netflix lover.

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