It’s that time of year
And that time of life.
December.
Time to take stock,
To sum up.
Was my life well spent?
Did I make a difference?
My better voices say
You don’t need to do this.
Your life has been a collective effort.
Does measurement have meaning
If you want to change the world?
Enya sings
“Is there a road I should follow,
A sign I should know”
She sings about getting back
The love she lost.
I don’t have a lost love.
I have friends I love.
Together we have let go —
Unmoored and committed.
December 2017
Beautiful!
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I love this poem- it’s beautifully emotional and grounded- and life giving 💕
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One of your best, imho. Non-linear emotional philosophy with a brilliant “conclusion.”
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very nicely said
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