Past, in memories you last,
long, like humming an old song.
You only last,
where you have been cast.
You are so heavy,
and much taxes you levy.
You occupy space,
making the rest scarce.
Past, you cannot stay,
how many times will you and I play.
It's time for you to go,
life is paused, begging to move on.
You were a friend,
yet nothing you can alter or mend.
The door is held open for you,
it's time for you to go through.
Past, this is goodbye,
my wings are open, waiting to fly.
This is our last kiss,
even though treasured, yet one I will not miss.
You are now free,
pause, breathe and forever release me.
I sense your presence gone,
with a tear and a smile, I welcome dawn.
