Thursday, May 15, 2014
Soon, I’ll leave the sad memories,
the bad memories embedded in these walls,
I’ll take with me the good ones,
the memories embedded in these hearts,
embedded in these smiles,
embedded in these moments in time
a light on my path
they go before me.
There is the path before me,
illumined with the light from you all,
the tears like rivers,
on the each side.
Here I go,
there you go.
© Steven Fletcher
May 15, 2014