Fog

Yesterday it snowed
and I went for a walk
with my husband
and my daughter
and my unborn child.

I had a dream
where I looked forward
to the joy
and happiness
a baby would bring.

But the dream was not
all good - a nightmare
filled with sickness
and loneliness
and sadness.

Today I woke up
and it was summer
and I had missed
so much time
so much life.

My life disappeared
as seasons changed
and the world went on
while I lay at home
alone in the fog.

And the fog was not
a dream but the reality
that no one knew but me
and it made me
too weak to tell.

Tomorrow I will meet
with a world I forgot
and I struggle to remember
the strange familiar paths
I trod just yesterday.