From the Cobwebs: 'Even Though'

 365: Day Twenty-five: A Poem (From 16JUL09)

Even Though

I have left them, these people whom I love.

And I’m driving south toward the bed which

Awaits me in my cozy home.

Tears are sliding down my face as I drive.

These tears are ones of joy and sorrow mingled together.

And I wonder--as Ron did--how a person can feel so many

Things--SOO intensely--and not explode?

And I wonder when things are finally going to get easier.

And I wonder IF things are ever going to get easier.

Or if I should just give up, as a bad job, my Pollyanna-ish worldview.

That everything is eventually going to be just fine.

You know--just accept that it is a naive pipe dream which will never come true.

And, I’ll be honest, as I drive, those mingled tears keep falling out of my eyes.

And the earth keeps spinning, steadily, on her axis.

And I keep driving down the road toward home.

Even though I’m crying, I keep driving.