WingSpan Poetry Project

CULTIVATING EMPOWERMENT THROUGH POETRY

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What once was and has become  . . . .

Stepping forward, falling down

Cloudy days, colder nights

Darker nights become

blissful days.

Inner peace– Outer place

Stormy weather– calmer mind

Dark paths once becomes

a bright Red Road to follow.

Once loved–FREE OF PAIN

I’m alone at last and

Letting GO OF THE PAST. . .

 

by V

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