Like dewdrops on my mind come soothing words
Nestling as tired birds in the tree of my awareness.
The fights have reached uncertain truce
And weary feelings lost a channel
But tears and wonders could induce
An old song set to different chords.
The harmony found altered thoughts
But our emotions stirred or bloomed
Once more maybe, to clear the shell.
Staid rescue could have found new room
If we had trust to bear the hope
And change about the futile days.
We never wanted to give hurt
Best wishes followed our love
Yet, here we found our union stern
It ripened into push and shove
We became experts, giving pain
And secret hate turned unambiguous.
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We leave the field with kind regrets
There wasn’t room for happy endings.
It is with sadness as befits
That we abandon the last innings.
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From Aspects of Attraction
© HMH, 2014
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