I can see a fresh start
much like the morning sun
I can hear a second chance
sweeping up the mistakes
that left November's floor a mess.
I can no longer feel the staleness
of the same old troubles
crunching beneath my feet everyday;
At least for now, they have drifted away.
I can sense the decades
offering the gifts of each experience,
unmasking the disguise
to reveal the blessing.
I know that it's time
and I know that I can.