Cycle
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With warm arms wrapped around
and kisses sealing eternity
in my aging mind I found
that yesterday becomes today
as I left you behind that day
and your tears flowed fervently.
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With fresh dreams in my hands
you became my past
while looking at faraway lands
I walked far in search for more
of things I missed before
while you faded fast.
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But dreams not always come true
and tired of running I came
to find what was left of you
without life while shedding tears
that flowed with all my fears
when left behind in shame.
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Now I see her leave the same way
and I become her past
when yesterday becomes today
with fresh dreams in her hand
as I clearly see and understand
while I fade away so fast.
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But dreams sometimes come true
and I hope for her do the same
maybe not for me or you
but for her as she walks away
when yesterday becomes today
and I let her go without shame.
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H.O. March 10, 2015
It is amazing how we come to understand our past as our present slowly unravels. I left home at early age and my mother tried to hold on to me with tears of agony when she couldn’t let go. So hard to understand the love for a child until you have one of your own and to understand the pain of letting go of that child when we realize they are no longer a child and then it is our turn to let go. My daughter is doing the same and although she is not going too far I can still feel the empty space she’ll leave once she is gone. It is more about the space she occupies within me more than the empty room she leaves behind. I see myself in her with her dreams and thirst for life, thus the story repeat itself.
