Poem 0070

Looking and finding,
That the past behind me
Held belated beauty;
I was so anxious to prove
Me.

Running and turning,
From old knowledge, unlearning,
Discomfort in fear;
As I turn forward, again and
Again.

One response to “Poem 0070”

  1. Lovely. Keeping turning forward.

    Liked by 1 person

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