by: Wendy M. Z. (me)
Pushed toward the future
Pulled by the past
Four steps forward
Equal steps back
Boxes of memories
Folders of dreams
A chest of hope
The promised ring
Words filled with love
Eyes lit with lust
Misuderstandings
Hollowed trust
Tomorrow meets yesterday
Today becomes then
The past and the future
Both meet their ends
A tired but true heart
Renews its own vows
What will always endure
is the here and the now.
©WMZ
August, 2010
6 comments:
hey what's up. I liked this
Beautiful poem, Wendy. So true, sometimes we forget the hear and now when longing for what might have been.
Sorry it took me so long to get over to check it out, this week has been one mad rush after another!
How are you doing?
Love,
L.
Happy Birthday!
Am I late?! >_<
Most likely, sorry! Many Happy Late Returns 616. Hope you had a wonderful day with friends and family. =)
I hope all goes well with your family! Good thoughts that your sister's biopsy is clear, and that this will be the only time, this winter, that your Mum becomes unwell.
See you around, Wolfie. =)
http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100001852196555
That should do it. If not you better join FB Thats where everyone is at now. ;)
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