Leave the old behind,
look to the future,
I have heard many times,
from the likes of St. Paul
I see the wisdom in it.
Did I tell you about my friends
who died young,
some of them very young,
some before they even got much of a chance to live?
I carry them with me,
year after year,
these old friends,
some from a very long time ago,
when I was still a child,
to remind me that every day of life is precious and
that I have what they did not—
another day and year to try to make a difference,
to try to be the best me I can be,
to become the person they imagined I could be.
Perhaps I can leave behind all that was ugly in my past,
and carry with me
all the beauty of those who died too young
and their hopes for me.
That’s just beautiful Madeline. So enjoy your writing.
Thank you very much for stopping by and the follow. I appreciate your support.
Those last four lines.
Thank you Liz.