in the morning

if we turned away.

if we just drove away from it all;

gone would be a past

left to pass.

pain is like a mirror

and it reflects back if we keep looking at it.

and yet,

in all that hurt that dwells within –

it can quickly disappear;

take a look at my hand in yours –

looking forward,

we find –

in each day’s sunrise

a beginning.

and if we both untie our chains,

we just may find

the love we have been needing.

c. 2016  bgw

About bradford graham west

enjoy poetry about life, emotion and everything in between. it's real and true. - please read and enjoy! - bgw
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2 Responses to in the morning

  1. “pain is like a mirror, and it reflects back if we keep looking at it” Thinking this is wisdom beautifully deepened with poetry. Grateful smiles…

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    • thank you for your kind words! that line just came out without any thought…its funny when you write, you get into a zone of thought and “bam!” you get a line or two that sticks out. this was def one of them… – bgw

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