Ninety Days
Ninety Xs

Ninety missing kisses.
Ninety days of missing him.

Ninety days of time standing still,
Yet time is flying by.

Ninety days of memories,
Of flashing moments,
Of ups and downs,
Of strangely normal calms,
Of laughter returning,
And then sudden tsunamis of anguish
Remind us of what has changed.

Ninety threads unraveled.

What do we weave
With the threads that remain?

May the Fates be kind to us,
May the Muses inspire us,
May Love unite us,
Over the days, and months,
and years ahead.