still stuck

ghosts of yesteryears are still
dancing around this courtyard,
stomping on the sidewalks
and brushing past me,
because I still remember-
and hold onto-
what used to be

I don’t want to let it
Go…
my sun hasn’t set
on my memories
just yet

grey skies come and Go,
bird nests fall and are rebuilt,
the leaves fall,
the winds blow,
but the sun is still up

I’m saying so many good-bye’s
except this one.

Everyone else is leaving.

But I’m still here.

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