Dan L. Wallace

I'm the sum of my experiences, that I get,
But they've added up to a person I now regret
Am I malleable still, or has my heart set?
I've got to get past my past!

The person I was, now a potter to the present
Shaping me, moulding me into something unpleasant
Like cold, callous hands reaching through time, incessant.
Will I ever get past my past?

My mind needed care, as do all things untended,
Weeding painful memories, a task, as yet unended
I still have bad days, but as I intended,
I'm starting to get past my past.

Much can be said for a positive attitude,
This needn't be cast off as an empty platitude,
Find things in your life that fill you with gratitude,
This helped me get past my past.

Imperceptibly slow, procuring this change
A new, stronger version of myself I arranged
The previous me, feeling ever more estranged
I was getting past my past!

As autumn leaves, periodically I fall,
Yet unlike the leaves, I get back up and stand tall,
One day I hope to to be evergreen, eternal, for...
At last, I am past my past!

Make yourself at home, my love
Please curl up in a chair
While away the hours, my love
Relax, be free of care

For my heart belongs to you, my love
It has since first we met
I've handed you the keys, my love
You give no need to fret

You are the perfect tenant, my love
How you care for this heart of mine
I entrust it into your hands, my love
It's yours for all of time

So make yourself at home, my love
Don't look elsewhere, don't roam
I'll be the man you need, my love
Just make my heart your home

Each day unveils an opportunity,
What sort of person do I want to be?
Focus on myself, look out for number one?
Regret is what lingers when all's said and done.

Far better, no doubt, to make over my mind,
To do good toward others, to show love and be kind,
I do have it in me; I can make that choice,
To do good with my hands, do good with my voice,
So I'll give it some thought, and tomorrow you'll see,
The person I know, deep down, I can be.