Skies blue
Through effort
Pains become memories
And lessons.

Hold on tight my dear
These bumps won't cease
At least until retirement
At least.

Clean thoughts
Passionate kisses
Holding hands
Through crowds distant.

Let the demons fester
Just ignore them
Allow the angels to guide
Through the mist.

Look back, if only
For reference
Allow each word to evolve
Into sentence.

If you remember
Try not to forget
Who you were
Before