I am in a whirlwind spinning and spinning,
It tosses things in my world to different places,
Places out of my reach, places that I can not touch.
The storm stops and sets me down occasionally,
and I look around and everything is different.
Yet, I want them to go back!!!!
Of course that is impossible and I know this.
I search the area for all the pieces of memories so I will not lose them.
I collect them, treasure them, and store them up within me.
I go to them in my quiet times and try to put the pieces together again,
I fail because it not achievable anymore.
Then the whirlwind picks me back up and starts the process over again!!!!
BY: Regina Holsted
Just trying to find a way to survive without my son! Cystic Fibrosis, lung transplant, followed by a long journey of rejection to lungs!! Such a beautiful spirit and fighter he was. He taught me much about living!
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