go of the past again as I stubble a pond some old notes.

And for a second it feels as if I’m back in that moment and for a second I feel those emotions again.

And soon the note is falling to the ground and I don’t want to pick up again.

But I do and soon it is ripped up and is now in pieces and as I place them all in the trash.

It feels like I’ve been thrown back into the present and I’m feeling good for I know what’s in the past can’t get to me anymore.

For in the present I am and there is no going back for those moments have expired.

I have no desire to think of what if’s for I have moved forward in my life and where there used to be no answers and just questions.

Is now I have answers and still questions to ask but the peace that I longed for is more present than before.


Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Published by mywords2228

I love to write poetry and reading tons of books. I've starting to explore writing fiction so I hope you enjoy my work.

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