Nostalgic Wishes Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

So far ahead,
Has time from us gone.
Moving on to leave many of us,
Stuck in a comfort.
Unable to let that comfort go.
Holding onto it with a grasp.
Afraid to walk a path,
Of an unknown not to show.
And yet,
Expect...
As most of us do,
A progress to make.
With a future in full view.
But...
How can this movement,
Wanting to make...
Become an effective step ahead made.
If repeated nostalgic wishes remain,
Celebrated to stay that way.
To anticipate on a daily basis.