To see if they've healed yet;
The product of time and distance
Or is there still regret?
I lay them out before me
Searching through the facts
Testing my recollections
I check how my heart reacts.
It may be I find, pleasantly,
There are things I have let go
And scars that I thought permanent
Evidence of healing show.
Unwanted memories creep in
When I lie awake at night
It seems they dare not stir
Until I have turned out the light.
Do I wish I had no images
Of the times which now are past?
No, for all the bad ones are far outweighed
By the good that I'm making last.
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