Lost inspiration

My inspiration has been spirited away

on winter winds, frozen by the cold,

voiding my soul of reckless emotion,

now forced, for the well being of others.

I see wonders all around in the wasteland

but fingers refuse to fuze with thoughts,

as I sit and stare at the blank document

waiting, and yearning for words to appear.

The loss of a loved one has taken its toll,

words unspoken, feelings not expressed;

thoughts are focused on another and how he

will continue with this precious gift of life.