The letting go is hard



The letting go is hardLike winterClinging to it’s last artilleryA few cold nights that profferPerfect temperature for snowWhy should he goWhen he can still remainIt’s wasted opportunityAnd see the ground still frozenOver April hypnotizedW...

The letting go is hard
Like winter
Clinging to it’s last artillery
A few cold nights that proffer
Perfect temperature for snow
Why should he go
When he can still remain
It’s wasted opportunity
And see the ground still frozen
Over April hypnotized
With doubt
And flowers too uncertain
Or too timid to come out
The letting go of you
Is in that vein




Sara Mathews      April 2016

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