Let Bygones Be Bygones

Let bygones drift on whispered winds,

Where echoes fade and time begins.

A path we walked, both light and shade,

With memories that gently fade.

The hurt, the words we left unsaid,

Now sleep like stones, unturned, unread.

In shadows cast by seasons past,

They rest, as we move on at last.

Forgiveness blooms, a tender grace,

In fields where sorrow once found place.

No need to bear the weight alone;

The past is gone, the seeds are sown.

We walk ahead, no glances back,

Our burdens light, our courage stacked.

For what’s ahead holds brighter skies,

Where hope takes wing and old pain dies.

Let bygones be, like autumn leaves,

Released to drift with gentle ease.

A peace we find when we let go,

And let the healing rivers flow.

So here we stand, with hearts made free,

In present moments meant to be.

The scars we wear, the lessons drawn—

A strength renewed as dawn comes on.