Blue Box of My Life
Tossed old memories
Anger fuming and waiting
Broken promises we could not keep
Heartache everywhere
Fear hiding alone
Misfortune that was painful
Pain that we can no longer bare
Tears collected and stored
We don’t want to remember
Recycling I go in prayer
Chiming in to my own needs
Collecting wise words
Deflating the anger and pain
Friends supporting and listening
Gathering affirmations that comfort me
Letting go of lies that bound me
Organizing boundaries and limitations
Packaging joy of the memories
Recognizing that this is a process
Recycling my mind, heart and soul uniquely to me
Restoring my life with self-care
Surrounded with family who care
Sorting thru happenstances not questioning
Tying up loose ends that need to be dealt with
Wrapping my soul with forgiveness