I don’t want to be remembered…

I don't want to be remembered

I don’t want to be remembered for
just the pain that I drowned in,
Rather that I kept swimming
no matter how fast the water was rising.

I don’t want to be remembered for
how many times I fell off my bicycle,
Rather that I kept getting back on
even with bloody knees.

I don’t want to be remembered for
hiding behind an angry bitter wall,
Rather for peeking over and finally
hurling myself over the top.

I don’t want to be remembered for
turning my back on the people who loved me
Rather for loving them twice as much when finally
I turned back around.

© DiAnne Ebejer

image via Mirella Santana

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About DiAnne Ebejer

I am retired and live on the East coast of Florida where I spend much of my time reading, playing with photography and trying to write some "poetry and then some" at dianneebejer.wordpress.com. I care deeply about many things and wish there was much more love and compassion in this world today. I also have a part time blog "Thought You Might Like This" diannesthingsat.wordpress.com used for special projects and occasional things of interest
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2 Responses to I don’t want to be remembered…

  1. Jasmina says:

    Your poetry is stunning. I love everything you post!

    Like

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