It was many years ago
I thought I knew
And now I know the truth
I really had no clue
I’m no longer who I was
A new me emerged from within
Guess you could say
It was time to shed my skin
Gone are the days
When life was a simple game
So naïve was I to think
I’d steer my own life’s train
For I knew not
My fate already written
The proof in these very words
From the writing bug I’d been bitten
To a dozen different paths
I might have taken
But I wound up here
And the rest I’d forsaken
My rear view mirror
Never far away
Where I walk those unchosen paths
And wonder, what happened to yesterday?
Copyright © Accidental Poet 2015
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments5
Good write AP.
Thanks Orchi.
you just poemed a blinder my friend .. I am betting everyone of us wonders the self same thing ... beautifully packaged AP 🙂
Thank you N. Your positive responses always leave me smiling.
This will relate to so many readers A.P. - a wonderful reminder and the number chosen is sung with such meaning too. A really great read that goes into my faves.
Thank you so much Fay. I think we all have similar feelings and are compelled to look back and assess how far we\'ve come from our earlier, younger being.
Yesterday is waiting in tomorrow AP. An excellent poem my friend
Thanks Sax. And the present also awaits in tomorrow.
All those yesterdays have brought us into the wonderful place where we are today AP.
Andy
Yes Andy, thanks for the read and visit.
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