Looking back to move forward

          

            The future’s bright, a world untold,
            A canvas waiting to unfold.

            The future calls with open hands,

            A place where hope and courage stand.

           

           But then there is a voice - a soft murmur.

           "why must you waste your time reflecting on the past

            When you can change the future

            Make memories last."

           

         The past is done

         We can learn from it and move on.

         Don't sludge and grumble you will receive none.

         Or else possibilities may be gone.

        

        While the future may be great

        Others rely on fate

        Dark gloomy memories appear

        For the consequences, I fear

        In memories, we find the light,

        That guides us through the darkest night.
        The lessons learned from days gone by,
        Help us to reach and aim so high.

        Each step we've taken, joy or pain,
        Shapes the path we walk again.

        The past is like a gentle breeze,

        That whispers truths with quiet ease.