Every morning angels interrupt
my dreams of missing you
just to remind me
dawn is a reason to be hopeful
so I wonder..........
will this be the day
that I leave the grief behind
the day I finally capture light?

Reaching into the first sunbeams
marveling at their warmth
I slowly close my fingers
but cannot catch one.
They dance and shine around me
like something ineffable given.

Like those elusive sunbeams,
you shined on me
but I held too hard,
foolishly thinking that your light
could ever be captured
in my simple hands.