Poetry

Daily Prompt: Heal

Wounded, I once was so bad that I bled out tears

that ran down my face and created a puddle of sadness.

That puddle soon grows into the river. You walk past every day now.

You never thought once to stop by and check on me.

Things have changed, and I could be mad or sad about how much time has passed.

But this time, you healed me, and I forgive you, and I will move on, for my wounds

are no longer fresh, and as they slowly fade from me, I won’t look back at the challenging times, just looking forward to the most significant moment in my life.

And that is the present.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Heal

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