by Lauren Scott
Memories that drench
your skin
in a coal black night…
Memories that crumble
you to the ground…
You can pack your boxes,
fill up your gas tank
or plug in the EV
and drive across country,
but those vivid scenes
and words that paint
bruises on your heart
will find your front porch.
They boast a built-in
navigation system,
so, it’s up to you –
freedom of choice.
You can let go.
Anything or anyone
unworthy
of your loyalty
won’t nest in your mind.
The road will be yours –
unending…
surrounded by beauty,
possibilities dancing,
the sky opening
around every curve
as Natasha Bedingfield sings
“Today is where
your book begins.
The rest is still unwritten.”
Choose wisely.
Do it for you…
because you are worthy.


A powerful and liberating poem that speaks of memory, pain, and the ability to let go of what hurts us. It invites us to make conscious decisions, open ourselves to new possibilities, and write our own path, full of freedom and hope.
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Thanks for your thoughtful and kind comment! Sometimes it’s hard to let go, so a reminder is helpful now and then. 🙏
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Absolutely! Sometimes we just need a little reminder to breathe and let go of what’s weighing us down. I’m glad it came to you at just the right time. 🙏🤗
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Thanks so much for sharing my poem, Manuela. I appreciate your kindness and wish you a wonderful new year! 🩷
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My pleasure and thank you for your kindness, Lauren. I wish you a new year as you want to be.
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