I'm sailing ahead into another year,
while thoughts of the past blow back
like gusting winds that catch my hair,
like images of my lost love
causing soul-wrenching despair.
Re-living the good times is hard to resist.
Wondering what lies ahead and what could have been,
uncertainty lingers and sadness persists.
And it is so hard to let go.
still, hope shines on the horizon
and there's room left to grow.
Be still, my lingering thoughts so sublime,
it's time to move joyfully forward in time.
Redirect your compass and reset your sail,
with no regrets or fear to fail.
"Ever onward!" he said, and this much I know,
the time is past due to go with the flow.
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