Poetry

staring back into past,
numerous things, I wish had last,

the lessons learned,
the growth we’ve made, 
the people we’ve churned,
the friends we fade, 

eyes up straight, forward face,
one step forward, keep the pace,

dabbler of fine beverages, curator of vibes, distributor of degeneracy, peak window-licker and windex enthusiast

we try our best,
we give it all,
we brush our knees when,
we take a fall,

staring back into past,
defined by the things, that did not last,

- a year to remember (beginnings)

A teller / of stories, that is me. / Curious to learn new ways to see. / Proud dad of two. Now, what / about you? | Builds https://paragraph.xyz/@trpplffct

Great one. Thanks for sharing. Love the rhythm in it.