the past
begins to seem
like some wonderful dream,
terribly distant
and inviting.
there is no going back,
no use staring
at the old reality
it only stares back,
challenging:
I dare you–
make tomorrow
better than me.
writer, climber, potter, educator
the past
begins to seem
like some wonderful dream,
terribly distant
and inviting.
there is no going back,
no use staring
at the old reality
it only stares back,
challenging:
I dare you–
make tomorrow
better than me.
