What Matters Poem by Carolyn Brunelle
What Matters
I can never FORGET!
My memories are the history of who I am.
I still weep the old boo hoos to this day
just not with the maudlin need
to play out the complete symphony.
The past can be an old torturous tune
played over and over; one of many
habits of the mind to be overcome.
What matters in the end
is that the sweeter music
has a chance to be heard.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
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