The past is a place we often visit.
It stores many memories, good and bad.
Our mind enjoys booking flights to it.
and we close our eyes and soar over moments we had.
Where we choose to land is up to us.
The past is not where our mind should live
It’s like outer space ,
The pain of some moments make it hard to breathe.
and the joy of some moments make it hard to leave.
One thing for sure,it’s our best teacher.
As we learn from it and shape our future accordingly.
Keep your trip to the past short , don’t go astray.
Never hold on too long to yesterday.
Open your eyes and live for today.
THE POETIC SAGE 
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It’s great to read a poem that actually rhymes and has rhythm once again!
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Thanks much appreciated..I got a lot nice poems on my blog
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Hi there. Thank you for visiting and following HoB. Much appreciated!
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Love your metaphor of the flight. The reader soars with it.
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Thanks much.. means a lot..glad you liked the metaphors.
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