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Life is a pliable mold Made up of stories,  told and untold Some songs and poems are spoken With no vocal chords...uttered in silence Brave moments then, may have elevated Us....but, some demons remain unconquered... :::::: Life is aggravated by unshared memories And unforgotten reveries... True, there're things that can't be undone Still....we maintain a long list of "uns" And..."should've been done," They're like some old shoes, kept, and yet to be worn.. We can re-shape our future...start with an open mind Change may mean progress, the future may be kind This time...give space, so new strength may be born So that those old shoes, gets a chance to be worn... Sally Copyright December 7, 2016 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 10:55 AM UTC
OLD SHOES
Life is a pliable mold Made up of stories,  told and untold Some songs and poems are spoken With no vocal chords...uttered in silence Brave moments then, may have elevated Us....but, some demons remain unconquered... :::::: Life is aggravated by unshared memories And unforgotten reveries... True, there're things that can't be undone Still....we maintain a long list of "uns" And..."should've been done," They're like some old shoes, kept, and yet to be worn.. We can re-shape our future...start with an open mind Change may mean progress, the future may be kind This time...give space, so new strength may be born So that those old shoes, gets a chance to be worn... Sally Copyright December 7, 2016 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
...lots of unworn shoes and clothes in the attic triggered this write...
#demons#stories#poems#songs#mold#chancechange#oldshoes
sally-a-bayan
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F/Filipino
Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 10:55 AM UTC
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