The Past



jp melville, theatre, play, poems, elora, ottawa, canada

The Past
(the past)
jp melville




I watched, I thought helplessly,
As my past swirled around in pain,
Until I poked with a curious finger that spinning top,
Watched it topple and stop,
And discovered how both strength and my past
In my heart remain.

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