Good-bye to the past,
No longer shall it bind me,
With all my might,
I break free of its ropes
binding me,
Casting the ropes aside,
I'm moving on,
I'm not looking back.

Good-bye to the past,
No longer shall it torment me,
Like dust,
I shake it off my feet,
Carrying my backpack
of hopes,
I'm moving on,
I'm not looking back.

Like an avid explorer,
I'm looking forth to embark
on my next "adventure",
anticipating
new possibilities &
fruitful experiences
ahead.

Good-bye to my past,
Here you end.

*Hoping to move on with this poem & start anew.

© 300roses