forget the past (1938)

hi all – I felt like featuring some poems from my great-grandmother’s earliest text – Silver Threads (Alice B. Johnson, Layren Press: 1938). This one goes out to my cousin tonight. i love this poem (and hope you read it someday JRB)

Forget the Past

“Forget the past,”
A small voice said,
“Bury it deeper
Than the dead.

Bury it deeper
Than the dead,
A ghost of fear
Might raise its head.

Shades of remorse
Regret has fed,
Bury them deeper
Than the dead.”

“Forget the past,
The past is dead,
To-day is yours!”
The small voice said.

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