Tragedy Poem by Jeff Rushton

Tragedy



Not in the past
In making it last

The past leaves when all thoughts, actions, reactions and distractions of it
Are gone, never to return or pup up out of turn

Does this ever happen?
Only when you live in the present
With a dream and yearning for the future

Make it happen.

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