The Past

Copyright ©2000 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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There is a light 
in the distance
that grows closer 
with each passing day.

And in that light, 
there you stand.
And in that light, 
I reach out to you my hand.
 
And in you, my future 
I believe I see,
one day at a time.

And when you look my way,
am I the light you see, 
that could break 
the chains that 
bind to the past, 

as my chains 
you have broken,

and is your heart ready,
to let go of that 
past hand you held,
that you might reach 
for mine with your heart.

I held another's hand as once did you,
and had an oh so hard time in letting go
of something that was not to be.

But let go I did, freeing me
to reach out my hand to you,
with open arms, and an open heart.

Our future stand before us,
and the steps are ours to take,
you and I, and win we will 
this walk of life we walk.