But it’s been bouncing around in my head.
And thanks to a conversation with Jill Carnuccio, one of the best poets out there, I focused on getting it out of my head and into verse.
Angie once wrote these profound words:
“i’m determined to live today like i wish i lived yesterday.”
And from that quote, this poem was born.
What’s done is done,
The past is the past,
Yesterday’s actions cannot be reversed.
The smoking gun,
Its wounding blast
Are hard-learned lessons of the curse.
Yet this morning,
This day anew,
Out of my history’s past I arise.
Tears of mourning
Are this dawn’s dew,
And stored in a bottle by the risen Christ.
Remorse is replaced
With the hope you give,
Jesus, you pursue me each time I stray.
So by your grace
I’m determined to live
Today like I wish I lived yesterday.