Where whispers of hope are born,
I stand at the crossroads of yesterday, casting shadows long and worn.
The path behind, a story told in chapters of laughter and tears,
But ahead, the pages blank, beckon beyond my fears.
I’ve danced in the rain of memories, where echoes softly tread,
Held tight to dreams like autumn leaves, in colors of love and dread.
But now, with a gentle release, I let the past take its bow,
Embrace the uncertain breeze and whisper, “I’m moving on now.”
With every step into the unknown, my heart sings a brave new song,
A melody of freedom, of places where I belong.
The future, a canvas wide, with hues of what will be,
I paint with strokes of courage a portrait of the new me.
Here’s to roads untraveled, to the adventures that await,
To the stories yet unwritten and the love, we find in fate.
I’m moving on, with eyes wide open, into the dawn’s inviting light,
Where every moment is a chance to make the darkness bright.
-Moving On-
Blessings and Love!
Thank you for reading.
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