Stand.. Poem by lolly cotterill

The morning came and I realised
how alone I really was.
The earth is an eternal constant
but everything else is not.
All changes happened,
gone and going.
Some to come, some unwanted.

Most of my life redundant.
Useless constancy,
unreal.
Expectations, not daring
to have hope.
The clouds shifted,
blown away by winds of change,
storms passed.
Time.

Time is now.
Accept the past,
make the future.
Don't look back, fear it might catch you again.
Clouds breeze away,
look for the sun, the earth still revolves.
Take the silence of the years
and shout, be heard.

Stand, don't crumble now.
Don't cry.
They are there,
just waiting.
Call them.
They will come.
The sun will rise
and the moon will wane.
It will end