After All These

And there were days full of tears.
And there were hours in many years.

Time ticks and leaves histories.
Changes you, changes me.

Then comes the unexpected.
Then the wrongs are corrected.

Things have valid reasons.
Hatred is difficult to control.

But one begins and one ends.
But sometimes we miss the good one.



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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4 Responses to After All These

  1. BeckyHelps says:

    Very thoughtful, we think we miss the good one, but that if it wasn’t right at the time, it just wasn’t right. [END OF] So be kind to your lovely self about the past, as for now that just doesn’t exist.

  2. shaunakatdalal says:

    vey true!

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