Distractions are gone

While thoughts are left

Along with goals

Which didn’t get met.

A rhyme at times-

With a picture to match…

The pieces to puzzles 

And clues to catch.

Solitaire in confinement 

And paths to get lost-

Fearing the total…

While calculating cost.

Hope on the horizon

The moon lights the way…

Clearing a path

Worthy to stay.