Letting Go
By Don

Some days your soul seems to wander,
in search of tattered memories and faded dreams,
Some days you long to retrieve your roots,
however twisted and convoluted they may be,
Some days you want your youth back,
the eager spring in your step,
and long days of just play,
filled with honest imagination,
Some days you wish you could go back
and cut the painful ties holding you still
to things buried deep in the past,
Some days you long to be free
of all the addictions, compulsions, obsessions,
and even the dreams that keep you from being truly free,
Some day...
you will care less about your past
and surrender to the stars in the sky,
the contented birds that sing,
and the gentle waves lapping on the beach.