HITHER, THITHER
I lag behind my past -
Never to return I swear;
Charred mem'ries that went so fast;
Moving on I shedded tears.
I step forward one foot -
An inch t'wards my destiny.
I bag my loads in just one tote
And fold away acrimony.
Through the time I journey on -
Years and months and weeks and days;
Every second matters,
Every minute thither.
I lag behind my past -
No course to paddle fast;
I step forward two feet
Hither, thither - we meet.
©Leah C. Dancel
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SH-Australia
October 15, 2021
Relationship Poetry