For a Time

We all take this ride for a time. For some of us, the ride is a short one. The loss takes your breath away. But each one of us continues to move forward in our own way. Some of us find solace in things others cannot see. Others among us find solace in what they can see: the flowers, the trees, the grass, the leaves. For this group, it is the simple things in life that bring the most pleasure. There is no feeling like being barefoot in the grass. The only thing better is being barefoot in the grass playing catch with your favorite person in the world while trying to avoid the bees. I would love to do this again one day... if only for a time.