Just Making Sense Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Thunder slapping inside my head, reminding of the
heartache throughout life that's still being suffered.

Moving on, walking forward, not looking back, just making
sense of what is left now.

If there was something more to be done, it would have
been done already.

Closing eyes, imagining a life being fulfilled with
another and leaving self behind.

Stepping into another dimension of beautiful landscapes
and no more pain.