MY LAST BOW

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Seek, and you shall find

what the mind may hide.

Follow the soft sighs

to where the bird flies.

Dig deeper into your dream

as you float with the stream.

Time will never end

nor will it ever bend.

Enjoy the here and now

as I give my last bow.

THE PAST

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THE PAST

I think back to times gone by,

when I could still soar and fly.

I took life by its horns.

I knew not of the thorns.

Love hit quickly in a heartbeat.

I jumped in too fast with both feet.

Our love burned bright and hot,

But soon he loved me not.

Hurt, I married another.

Why do I even bother?

Such feelings serve no  purpose

than allow past thoughts resurface.

Does he think of me sometimes?

I still do, at these sad times.