After moving on and
Before I give myself permission to
Completely put this year in the
Dumpster, perhaps I’ll take a look back at the
Events that have been added to our story.
First, we’ve gotten settled in Canada, a change of the
Greatest magnitude from the States. Next,
Having grown my business,
I’ve become a “professional,” whatever that really means.
Just this last week, I was chatting with my
Kids about how far we’ve come, and how
Love of our family has spurred us to
Make a fresh start —
No one knows that better than me.
Only when I look at the distances traveled,
Perhaps there is a bit of regret about
Quite how much we’ve left behind.
Regrets aren’t just for birds —
Sometimes they fly those long distances
Through the flap of our hearts
Until we realize the
Very significant things we’ve accepted as lost.
Whatever place we go next, for now we’ll gather around the
Xmas tree and celebrate making it this far.
Years will pass again, I know, and we will settle in with a
Zen acceptance of who we will become tomorrow.
About the Creator
Alison McBain
Alison McBain writes fiction & poetry, edits & reviews books, and pens a webcomic called “Toddler Times.” In her free time, she drinks gallons of coffee & pretends to be a pool shark at her local pub. More: http://www.alisonmcbain.com/
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Comments (5)
Nice! Sounds like good family transitions.
This was so wonderful! Loved your poem!
Excellent. Loved this poem. It flows so beautifully... showing us the way regrets can be left behind.....💕
VERY NICE
GOOD