In This Year's Lent Poem by John Hazon Palen

The story starts while summer,
When I got back here.
I used to be having fears;
Now it's crystal-clear…

I was watching T.V. then,
Someone called my name.
Old, familiar faces grin,
Yearn me for something.

The youth prepares pantomime,
And they want me in.
Though I just can't be all fine,
It's for this year's Lent.

All this time I stayed away,
From them who gave pain.
But mom said it's time to change;
My heart's made certain.

The roles for each were given,
Rehearsals set in.
I'd gotten along with them.
This I never dreamt.

Our performance quite came off.
Doubts were gone aloft.
The experience improved my outlook.
God is good a lot!

In my mind one thing was cast,
It's true at all cost:
First impressions never last,
And the past is past.

(It's quite nice leaving behind the past memories that stain your mind and make you hold back to have a new, better perspective in life. Am I right? I guess it's a good ingredient for us to keep moving forward. Keep moving forward! AJA! God bless!)