Saturday, June 11, 2016

Make peace.

Make peace with this.
    with sadness,
    with bruises and blood,
    with long, lonely roads,
    cancer and cold, blue hospital rooms,
    sunset and a moonless night
        that never ends.
Make peace
    with the creeping decay of her brain
        in her body
        that can't sit still.
with your wife,
    who will never understand.
Change what you can,
    but know you can't change
Make peace with that.