WISHES TIME FORGOT
Giving joy is easy, letting go is not. I gave to you my deepest wish but wishes, time forgot. There were days of sun and laughter, there were days of play. There was time to walk with you long before I lost my way. I cannot think upon great love or what I would have done if memory dared not send me back and reawaken one.
Sometimes I wonder if time really forgets our wishes.
Perhaps it simply carries them somewhere we are not meant to find them yet.
And perhaps some wishes were never meant to become our life,
only our teachers.
Thank you for this beautiful poem. It left me with a quiet thought. 🤍🙏🏼
Kelly, the opening line carries the ache of the whole poem, placing the ease of giving joy beside the difficulty of release. I was moved by the way sun, laughter, play, and walking together become memories that still have the power to return before the heart is ready. The final lines leave the reader with the feeling of love reawakened by memory, tender and painful at the same time. Grateful for the restraint and emotional honesty you brought to a poem that lets grief speak softly without needing to explain itself.