Goodbye, My Lingering Past
Why should this rash lingering memory,
of my painful past without real treasure,
buffet my soul and remove harmony,
of many hours of wonderful pleasure.
Me think I must let go of that dark past,
that linger on in my mind's window pane.
Never to let that forbidden thought last,
a second moment more in my pious lane.
My lingering past, I now fare thee well.
for I have opened a lovely chapter,
full of happy story to now tell,
of sweet memories that I remember.
Now, goodbye lingering straying passion.
I now have the purest of pious passion.
My first sonnet if it passes all the tests of a real sonnet.
Copyright © Modupe Sefunmi | Year Posted 2012
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