By T R Bates

I feel like I’ve come to a small milestone
Or turning point in dealing with
Barbara’s passing.
Last Sunday morning was
A beautiful time for a bike ride,
Up to the store for a few groceries while
Skirting a newly renovated park along the way.
Nearing home I remember saying to myself,
“I guess life really is worth living.”
Up to this point, I wasn’t so sure,
But that bike ride through the quiet,
Well kept neighborhoods and parkways,
Relieved a lot of what I can only call guilt
For being left alive without Barbara.
I think I can now hear her say,
“Get on with your life and
Do whatever you want,
Within reason.”