Looking Forward Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Writing into a somnolent pastime, picturing what I've gone through
and letting it go.
Wasting time listening through the years, I no longer want to be
tied to all the rhetoric of the past.
From now on I'm looking to the future, because it has suddenly
become very shortened.
Listening to what I want is creeping alongside my mind, helping me
to make different choices and alter my pattern of living from now on.