Eight-line Poems 2

Forgiveness

Forgiveness

Boy, you’re going to carry that weight,
it’s a boulder upon your shoulder,
a huge obstruction in your fate,
to bend your back as you get older.

Set it down on the path behind,
let it lie forgotten in the sun
free its clogging grip upon your mind
and let your joy explode in how you run.


Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 09.27.24
Prompt: National Forgiveness Day.
Note: Thanks to Paul McCartney for the first line.