For this week’s Forgiving Fridays (actually on a Friday this time!), this poem is based on what happened on the first day of the new school semester, on Monday. I had gotten really anxious about going to class last semester and was scared that it would happen again. I did get a lottli overwhelmed in the stairway because of all the people but was able to not get stuck in it this time.
Just take a breath, this year is not like the last:
You are alive right now, not in the past,
Close your eyes and take a breath then fear is there,
And slowly ascend the set of concrete stairs
Into this new semester’s classroom
Caught not by the past — Resume.
