Second Chance Life

Cold thoughts and bitter memories
Shaded by leaves of dusk
Grip tightly to every movement made.

Bound by ribbons of memory
And gagged by choices made
History sometimes allows second chances.

A right instead of left,
A kind word instead of judgment,
Forgiving instead of condemning.

Sometimes those cold thoughts defrost
And those binding memories let go.
Sometimes the past doesn’t repeat,
It simply gives a second chance at life.