Words of Wisdom

Youth is wasted on the young.

Thursday, 29 November 2012

For The Baby Angel Although She Would Be Horrified

How do I let you go?
How do I let you go after I have loved you so long?
How do I hand you over to another's hand?
Small, snuggling, needy child
You grew
Every stage of growth
A loss
Every moment a treasure
A robbery

How do I let you go?
After I have loved you so long?
It is time
Relentless ruthless foe
It is time
It is life that makes this so

No-one took you from me
There was no tragedy
But the moment you were born
the end began.

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1 comment:

Jill/Twipply Skwood said...

Oh no! Now I'm going to cry! I still have five months til graduation though, luckily. Ack!