Winter’s long gambit,
we had played.
Spring’s laurels,
held dear.
Summer’s pride,
we did meet.
Autumns’ rouge,
gathered on our cheeks.
As we rejoiced,
in season’s splendor.
Tag Archive: living
Journals,
adorn my
shelves.
Filled-
blank pages.
Filled-
times,
to come.
Journeys,
Great feats,
bitter-
defeats.
Loves,
lost?
I pray-
not.
Friends today,
children, grown.
head,
of
gray.
Life-
yet-
to
live.
The past,
a barrier,
overcoming,
sometimes,
overwhelming.
Sharing this,
idea.
Measure,
not,
of ourselves.
Walk not, through guilt-
the path,
to self-
doubt, pity-
absorption.
Reaction is, without
thought.
React,
not to the past,
act in the present.
Remember,
Move on-
no,
dwelling.
Speaking,
with ghosts, of our
past.
Words, unspoken-
Always wise,
clever-
apologetic-
after.
Spirits-
gone.
We must,
move-
forward.
Remembering.
Learning.
Growing-
wiser?
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