Don’t look back is a phrase often heard
When talking of love that from calm waters stirred
Left with no opposition a mind free to dwell
Could linger so long as if held under spell
Keep moving forward in thought and in time
Till restless memories learn to be kind
When looking back is no longer consuming
Just the second in a day of your own choosing
I see the faces and smiles of all gone before
Nothing is left of the tears that they bore
The deepest molten brown or bright blues eyes
Hair flying in the wind as we danced under skies
I owe who I am to each and everyone
But am thankful for their parting and what I will become