Sometimes those moments can tear at us,
drag us down to buried memories,
force us to relive thoughts we’d rather
tuck away where they won’t disturb our
hard-fought equilibrium. Always
answers find their way from unlikely
sources - a random gift from a friend,
remembrances of rose-filled glasses,
that present now is future imbued.


		25 November 2023
		as part of a collaborative
		Linked Ascending Poem