The Certainty of What Might Have Been!

In the loss of expectation, for a loved one, a lovely dream; one that is, one that will be, one that will depart. We grieve, we wonder, we imagine. We wonder about what might have been, we imagine what could have been. Yet, in the uncertainty of what might have been, what could have been, there lies the certainty of what is, what will be; the certainty of our love, for that loved one, for that lovely dream. In this certainty, lies our solace, sufficient to secure our peace, stable to stand the challenge of circumstance, strong to stand the test of time, fit to fill the hollow echoes of uncertainty, certain to dispel the uncertainty of what could have been; the uncertainty of what might have been (Dedicated to Dora Serna)