MEMORIES FROM THE PAST
Mistakes made in the past
Buried at the shores of forgotten memories
Now daunts us like our allies.
As they are reluctantly dug out by our follies.
O how I wish I had an eraser and a pencil
So I could rewrite those long forgotten stories
As we seek ways to erase those lines from life’s memories
That makes us ponder how we ever made those choices.
Tears shed behind closed doors
Pleading for dreams of the heart to be fulfilled
But there always linger ones unfulfilled so long as we pursue life
Until death draws its veil of curtain nigh
Wish I knew the time and tides of this world
To know the way out of its treacherous maze
Which made the psalmist proclaim his vulnerability in the mist of nowhere.
Reminding us life is a series of puzzles we struggle to put the pieces together
And can only see the true picture after we solve each puzzle and are lucky we have our beings