Ghost
Ghost
Living with ghost of yesterday's past
holding on won't bring them back,
moving on doesn't mean you forget,
but allows your broken heart to heal.
Keep the good memories, Let the bad
good go because there's someone out
there that needs what's lifted of you.
Pull yourself together, Dry your eyes,
let go of yesterday's past, love what's
in front of you before it's to late, and
become ghosts we wish could have back.
Copyright © Gail Holder | Year Posted 2022
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