So Clearly Now


You think it’s over,
Over and done,
Those mistakes,
Weaknesses,
Errors in judgment,
Sins.

You think your treasured moments,
Your blessings,
Will erase painful memories,
In time.

But painful memories find safe harbor,
In time,
Awaiting idle moments
To erupt and confront.

Someday when I’m old,
You tell yourself,
These haunts will at last subside.

But old age comes
And you awaken as from a fitful sleep,
Seeing so clearly now
What could have been.



~ Russ Allison Loar
© All Rights Reserved