In a broken promise or a word unsaid,
in a lost smile or a last regret,
I see a future filled with memories
of the past.
In the echo of a dream or the image of a lie,
in the reflection of a life or the shadow of a loss,
I wonder if a path, once chosen,
can be changed.
As we forget the knowledge gained
and fail to learn from what is lost,
I watch as time erases the mistakes
we made.
But, I remember.
© Sara Murray, 15 September 2016
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I love this line “I see a future filled with memories of the past”
It’s so true & poignant as our world is full of memories, and without those memories you can question how our future is shaped.
Beautiful poem, Sarah
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Thank you Tracey x
I really like that Sara – just catching up with reading everything after a weekend away. I like the way you write about the possibility of taking a different path in the middle of the poem, as if the poem itself could also go in a different direction
Thank you very much Louise x
Beautiful poem as always Sara, so powerfully written. I love it
Thank you Becky x
Love love love this
Oh my goodness Sara. That last line. My thoughts – Illustrating that memories often turn into regret? Or maybe not. Either way, great writing. #prose4t
A very powerful poem that drew me right in. Quite often when I read poetry I like to read them more than once because I hear and see different things in each reading. #prose4T
I can really associate with this particular piece of writing. Beautiful. Thank you for linking to #Prose4T
So beautiful, I can almost feel the pain through the words X #prose4t