We can’t go back. Can never step
in the same river twice—truism,
said with a grin to hide the pang
that says we can’t go back. Can’t
go home again. Instant replay
cannot mend the broken glass,
unspill the lemonade. We can’t
go back. Cannot wash out
the stains. All that remains is
going forward to return.
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Can't Go Back
Labels:
free verse,
poetry
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