There comes a day when each must walk away
And strike out for the father side of shore;
No work to do, and just one bill to pay —
When all we carry with us is our core —
The things we’ve really thought and really feel:
The hearts we treasure and the love we’ve known —
To walk away from all we’ve thought as real
Towards the side of shore we walk
Alone
To share is human:
And, ” the only things you carry are the things you hold inside, like the love you won’t forget or laughter that hasn’t died.”
(Carrie Newcomer)
Beautiful.