Where you walk I can no longer follow
Where you run, you run alone
Where I climb, I’ll take our memories
Where I go, I go alone
We are no longer two as one
It breaks my heart
But the act is done
There is no turning back
We move ahead now
Through the lack
No-one can ever take your place
A new one must be made
A different heart now holding tight
A new love now to braid
© Copyright October 2014 – Robin McShane
…and so in the wings she wait
for her time to step up to the plate
extending a hand
and an open heart
ready to receive and love.
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The sad changes…the beautiful changes…but always the changes…poignant and lovely…
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Thank you Cynthia. Yes – change – the only constant!
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This is beautiful!
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Thank you!
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