my island

As I look back across the pains of time,
Reflecting on what is lost,
Never again to bring laughter or joy to those I love,
I despair.
Yet then I see through this mist of pain,
A light,
An island of comfort.
I swim towards it,
Drowning in the pain,
Yet strong arms pull me through,
Take me to this calm island.
I look up at my saviour
The one who seems to have always
Been there in my need,
And who do I see?
Myself,
staring back at me.