Monday, August 3, 2009

albatross

Springs Broken

You said "Im ready to go",
and without a scream, I relented
but then changed the course of my discontent
You might be ready to go,
but none of us are ready to give you up.
And for that reason alone, can't we hope for the best?
To watch you rise with such grace and fill our hearts
for you to exit our lives in this our finest hour
is just too cruel, it just isn't ideal.
Gone too soon, but not soon forgotten.

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