
I’ve decided that
because
life is too short
I am going to be
happy to be alive
and
move forward
for me.
This weekend
I finished cleaning out
the bedroom drawers
and closet (except for shoes)
and the junk room (aka office).
Someone responded to
the above with:
“Busy bees have
no time for sorrow.”
That’s not entirely true.
But although tears fell
this girl powered through…
There is room for
forging a new life
whilst remembering
the past
and acknowledging
the sorrow that
will be a part of me
forever.
© Lisa P 15 September 2019
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