New Beginnings Sonnet.

Goldfinch60



We carry echoes from mistakes once made,

Old shadows tracing paths we can’t retrace.

Regret like autumn leaves begins to fade,

Yet wisdom grows within each fragile place.

 

The hands of time refuse to turn around,

What’s lost remains beyond our earthly reach.

But every dawn in golden light is found

A chance to mend ourselves to learn to teach.

 

Though yesterdays are carved in memory’s stone,

Today’s soft clay invites a gentler hand.

With every breath new seeds of hope are sown,

Fresh courage springs where once we could not stand.

 

So let us greet each morning without fear,

And walk towards the future, year by year.

 

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 23rd, 2026 02:13
  • Comment from author about the poem: Each new day is a further start to our lives.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 22
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  • orchidee

    Good write Gold. How many new days am I gonna waste, trying to work out 'Tomorrow is the day you worried about next week' or summat like that. lol.

    • Goldfinch60

      Thank you Orchi.

      Andy

    • sorenbarrett

      So nicely put Andy time can not be turned back and waits for no man. We might as well make good use of it while we have it. A great sonnet

      • Goldfinch60

        Thank you soren, yes enjoy every moment.

        Andy

        • sorenbarrett

          You are most welcome Andy

        • Doggerel Dave

          👍👍👍(I've run out of accolades!)

          • Goldfinch60

            So kind Dave, thank you.

            Andy

          • Friendship

            A great sonnet

            • Goldfinch60

              Thank you Friendship, much appreciated.

              Andy

            • Michael Edwards

              A great write - I often think back on mistakes made in the past (nothing major I might add) but then others who may have known of them have either passed away or in all probability have long since forgotten them. I like to think that I learnt from them and am a better person as a result.

              • Goldfinch60

                Thank you Michael. We all learn from our mistakes, it is called experience and you cannot teach experience.

                Andy

              • Jerry Reynolds

                Well-crafted, good writing, Andy.

                • Goldfinch60

                  Much appreciated Jerry, thank you.

                  Andy

                • arqios

                  True strength for new days 🙏🏻🕊️

                  • Goldfinch60

                    Very true Rik,k thank you.

                    Andy



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