Out of the Box

The end may become a beginning,
to go away can be to arrive,
life,as nature has its seasons,
sometimes short bit oftimes long;
To sense the aroma of change,
to experiment a new attire,
walking without a map,
looking forward,neverback;
Th past,as yesterday,will ever be
remembered,blessed,but filed away,
a stage,a stepping stone
a springboard to another day.

Today is done,tomorrow will be
a future advnture,rests with thee.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Murphy Avatar
March 31, 2010 at 9:29 AM
very nice write loved it faleshia and thank you for all your comments faleshia
Brown Avatar
March 31, 2010 at 8:19 AM
Enjoyed reading this piece Brian. Love, Carol
Richards Avatar
March 31, 2010 at 7:55 AM
A sonnet that expresses life, so frankly, beautifully, just as it is....a stepstone to something better. Lovely. Carrie
Culverhouse Avatar
March 31, 2010 at 6:53 AM
neat poem!! gret
Kendrick Avatar
March 31, 2010 at 5:38 AM
The last two lines interesting...I wrote one this morning a Prose Poetry...similiar thoughts...Keep the creative pen flowing..Like your opinion on one that I have written "Bread Of Remorse"...Sara
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March 31, 2010 at 4:12 AM
Just read Jim Goff's haiku about the "endless journey" of migrating birds and can sense a similarity in your message. Each day presents new challenges and we must use what we have learned from the pas to make tomorrow better. Lovely sonnet, Brian. Wishing you a Happy Easter! Love, Carolyn
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