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Starting Over


I'll pack old sorrows; place them on a shelf
sort my memories; shed last tears
and cast aside useless fears

I'll keep sweet memories and hang them high
freshen sweet dreams to brighten my sky
and place them well within my reach.

I'll wear reality, standing tall and proud
put on my smile; throw away my frown
and face tomorrow so clear now to see.

I'll lay out my plans one by one
hold on to friendships as I move on
and thank God above I've come so far--starting over

Francene Hopkins
12/7/1996

1 comment:

  1. When I retired, this poem was published in a company newsletter. I was quite honored.

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