Does loneliness haunt you when all your life being alone is where you settled in best?

Can you breathe when flashbacks find you; images of love now lost?

Too many burdensome bricks painstakingly laid, by just you? No, those walls could not be built alone.

Broken and fragile it may all appear to be. 

Yet, as time escapes from nature’s clock, I will never let all that love be lost. 

Clipped wings may never discover flight, but by way of the ground, if willing, can be nurtured and coaxed to travel. So too can love be rendered even when all hope is lost.