poetry

“What Used To Be” Poem of the Day (2022)

“What Used To Be”

By Ashley O’Hare

Every now and then

I hear her voice

reminding me to lift my chin

and stay on course.

Pre-teen me

had a steady head.
She did not rely on caffeine

to get her out of bed.

She freely dreamed

when she was not asleep.

Her mind was at ease

for she had a plan A through Z.

I look up to her-

the me from the past.

She was smarter-

she never skipped class.

Maybe one day

the broken me that took over

will step down and give way

for the old me to bring order.

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