The Hardest Part

Perhaps the hardest part
Of living
Is the fear
Of losing it all

Perhaps the hardest part
Of losing
Is the anguish
Of picking up pieces

Perhaps the hardest part
Of picking up
Is the aching
Reflected in every wound

Then yet comes healing
Oh, so slowly
Is the tingling
An impatience or infection

Yet the harder part
Of healing
Is the wait
Before moving on

Perhaps the hardest part
Of it all
Is the choice
To always live, love and forgive