Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Finally Free

He walked away
from my heart
And I let him go,
At last.
I wouldn't, at first
Trying to hold on
with childish gestures
Meaningless tuggings
At his already detached
Heartstrings.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Forgiveness that seems to come from within and permission to move forward in your life.It feels honestly from your heart because poetry erupts from below us into our consciousness and has a high probability of being true.

Love, Walt