We can still recall those final days
Filling our days with things to do
Running away from what we should face
We can wish for what we had before
Make believe the pain isn’t real
Until we can’t feel anything at all anymore
We can walk this road together
Perhaps separate at the fork
And think this will be forever
We can believe in only ourselves
And think it will make us feel better
To stack yesterday upon dusty shelves
We can attempt to do inconsiderate things
And think it won’t bother the other
Or, that hurtful words won’t sting
We can choose to carry or toss
What matters in this life
We can lift up and carry our cross
We can stop living to fight this loss
07.05.10
We Can
Posted by Poetry Echoes at 4:36 PM
Labels: forgiveness, truth, Villanelle
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