The Hardest Release

Forgiveness is giving up
all hope of a better past
--Unknown

You can't scrub away
what's been
can't launder it like
clothes in a hamper
You can't wring it out
sponge the stains,
bleach the spots
until they loosen up
and fade away

The calendar's set
to keep moving
No repeats allowed,
a day disappears
and leaves an echo--
It's not a rehearsal

Move on