Letting Go

We cling to traditions
And habits and friends
And gatherings where
No one lately attends.

It’s hard to let go
But how long one pretends
Things are just like they were – 
Well, that kind of depends.

If whatever we cling to
In some way extends
To those with whom we share it,
That surely transcends

Any reason to lose it.
Still, time’s flow portends
Letting go is expected,
Since everything ends.

changetimerhyme

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