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My Room of Things Past

remnants of
life past are spread out
within my sanctuary
little things
some important
all part of a life before
look there
Shattered Hopes and Dreams
not mine
others
my room of things past
tell me who I am
sometimes that is good
most often not
this room of my things past
is not orderly
no
like much of my past
a hodgepodge of things
overlapping
seeking recognition
solace
I stand at its entrance
listening to the moans of Lost Love
seeing reality of days gone by
there, look there
a Glimmer of Hope shines faintly in the corner
a smile creases my face
remembering joy in my heart and a new start
but with a death rattle
Glimmer of Hope's light goes out
in its place
a Williwaw blew
Incrimination and Accusations my way
they don't know I've made peace
with myself
I've
unfilled my heart
of the Sanctimonious Ones
who were also there
pointing, sniggering
at my trials and disappointments
I was told
forgive yourself
of your sins of human frailty
and you shall have peace
I did this
why then
that being the case
do I stand
once again
at the gateway
of
my sanctuary
where all the bones are buried

ŠJerry Pat Bolton
Written by standingmyground
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