In the morning silence
sitting alone
well my wheezing cat is here beside me
but otherwise alone
Memories of my earlier days
seem to enter and exit my thoughts
seldom present long enough to dwell
upon
unable to be opened fully
that I may enjoy those which had shaped
the good and positive portions of my
being
The bad times
those that shaped the negative within
me
they never leave
they're always with me
yet they were lessons that needed
learning
These lessons
their very memories
repulsive as they are
move me toward an acceptable behavior
I don't even want to think about
reliving the moments that brought them
In continually moving away from these
times
unto times that spread happiness to
others
I am able to express my thankfulness
that I learned to pay attention
You see the pain of the negative
and not wanting another to experience
it
opened the heart
and freed my spirit
Maybe the fleeting memories
those that I thought I wanted to dwell
on
though grand
maybe they're not the important ones
Maybe it's the memories of hard times
that keep me on a road
that makes a difference
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