D-Day Poem by Bill Upton

She had known in her heart
That this day would arrive.
No amount of wishing it away would matter.
How difficult to walk from love.
Some choices destroy, but in every life
There is a moment that announces change.
Heartbeats diminish, eyes lose sparkle,
Excitement morphs into comfort
That stagnates into indifference.
Emotionally injured nerve endings roadblock the loss
While inner summers turn to autumn and fade
To winter.
The day for her was here,
And with the turn of the heart's calendar moment,
A silent, burning tear ran down an empty face
And fell into the outbox of broken dreams.
Quietly and sadly...
Farewell.