"Our Past is"...

Past is a memory of what used to be
The good, the bad, and the ugly
The pieces we picked up along the way
that has made you, you, & me, ME

I remember yesterday with a fond smile
I will never forget the troop
It was worth every mile
I can't say I have regrets
even my mistakes were fertile
In my growth of becoming some one worthwhile

Although I can not change tragedy in my past
it is the rainbow that is colors of me, 
in all my contrast
But I am glad I don't know tomorrows forecast
Just glad that my past teachings 
will help me surpass
Life's little tribulations 
that will come to also be the past!
My past is a part of me always taken into the future
If not for then, then my now, my tomorrow, 
I wouldn't be able to grasp!
 
 
 

 

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