T-Section

Published by Rita Mock-Pike at December 31, 2022

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Almost a year has passed
and finally I have the word.
How to describe…
How to describe…

It wasn’t a one way street
that struggled our way along,
fighting opposing traffic,
avoiding potholes and mirrors.

You were going south
along the highway of life;
picking up traffic cones
and laying them down.

I was going west
through the corridor of life,
picking up roadside trash
and tossing it out.

We thought we were running parallel.
We thought we were on the same roadway.
We thought we were on the same journey,
just at different paces.
We used to be.

But last year’s collision showed us;
we’d run into a t-section.
Both heading away from each other,
both missing important signals.

I’ll always love you.
And I’ll always hold you fondly
in memories past and long.
But that t-section came at the perfect time.

This has been a year of breaking and healing
for a healthier, happier life.
A scaling back of troubled people,
a cutting out of dead weight.

Now, I’m moving more freely.
No more garbage duty.

I pray the same for you.

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Rita Mock-Pike

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Editor-in-Chief of The MockingOwl Roost, Rita Mock-Pike is the granddaughter of aviatrix, Jerrie Mock, first woman to pilot an airplane solo around the world. Rita has found inspiration from her grandmother’s life and flight and pursued many of her own dreams in theatre, podcasting, novel writing, and cooking up delicious food from around the world. She now writes on food, travel, pets, faith, and the arts. She’s happily married to Matt, and faithfully serves the very fluffy kitten queen, Lady Stardust.