MakingPeace

It’s strange this 
making peace with 
the past it’s 
unclear and unknown 
the weight which 
we carry drag 
or keep moving 
it around as
though somehow it’s 
important when in
fact it’s not 
when in fact 
it is gone 
no better than 
just another memory 
of another summer 
some pasts do
make it into 
the present but 
only when they’re 
welcomed and never 
when they have 
over stayed it