If we run from our Memories, they catch us !A Poem by Paul SeamanMusings on an Early Sunday MorningIf we try to run from our memories We run from ourselves and meet again at the beginning. With no progress no reward no victory over time. As the saying goes "Wherever you go, .. There you are !" it is true we get cues from where we are time stops at a feeling a sight a person a scent from before -- But we must meet our fears our memories as an old friends and commune with them.. forgive them and love them for what they are a part of us... our wisdom our growth our pain Every soldier fights the good fight to survive as a soul I embrace you - my memory I love you my brother I heal you my destiny. Chef Paul Seaman © 2013 Paul Seaman |
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1 Review Added on February 19, 2013 Last Updated on February 19, 2013 AuthorPaul SeamanSioux City, IAAboutPlease check out my book: Tales of the Sensitive Man on Amazon. I believe Poetry diffuses the lines betweeen truth & fantasy, love & hate, justice and desire... Chef, Writer, Parent, Widow. Born/Trai.. more.. |

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