Woman in the Mist

My mind won’t recall the woman in the mist


She floats just beyond my reach

I beckon her closer, arms out to touch


But my heart just swells with loss breached

I cast my mind backwards to the time of my youth

Where she held me and guided my through


I recall the lessons she taught me

But her image just stays out of view
I remember her love as a feeling

Garry Wiley