I see a new person now.
The years’ baggage-
so much bitterness and resentment-
has disappeared like lost luggage.
She stands at the Baggage Claim,
befuddled
then teeters down the hall,
oblivious to its loss.
This peaceful creature
is new.
There is no room to hold the past
against her.
Shawn L. Bird 
I love a good tale of resilience.. shared it here..
https://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/06/01/poem-seeing-shawn-l-bird/
full credit given, of course. Let me know if you have any objections. 🙂 Cheers.
No objections. Thanks for spreading the love!
I see me in this!
Thank you for writing!
Just a day before, I wrote about how I free myself from the baggage of past and it seems this poem is an excerpt from that.
I totally Connected to it!
See you around ✨
Nice one.
Thanks, Rachel. I appreciate you dropping by!
Loved the post