As I mourn your loss,
I mourn everything,
That time takes away
And death tends to bring.

Two loves have come to absence
But there is mom, aunt and sis,
And I have anxious furkids,
Who wait for attention’s kiss.

The world is on lockdown
And gives reasons for art.
It calls to a poetry
That rips from the heart.

I have chores and work:
Money matters like dirty dishes:
They have no sense of fatigue
Like love’s earliest wishes.

I have surrendered joy
To the fate-like powers.
I work at relationships
And I live through these hours.

My past knows I survive.
As the tears dry, I will know, too,
Sure, as the future knows life,
Life shall be known by you.