I'm not sure if this is exactly a "poem" but it's something I've written, so I'm posting it here for Theme Thursday.
Strands of a Web
memories fill my mind until I can think of nothing else -
I think about things I've done and decisions I've made -
wondering how I ever thought they were for the best -
just as time changes our lives, it changes our perception -
of what our lives were or what might have been -
we see things more clearly and begin to understand -
how actions and decisions molded our lives -
decisions and events become strands of a silken web -
that over time grows in size and strength -
adding beauty and color to our lives -
silently threatening to trap us -
within the memories of what life once was.
I wrote this in October of 1997 - about 16 months after graduating from the Academy and two months after moving from Recruiting in PA to Aircraft Maintenance in NJ.