Dear One
Dear One,
You may ask:
Did I give you
too soon?
Was there passion
before my heart
was ribbon tied?
Maybe you thought
I’ve already
wilted
Did the cacophony of
demons tear the
reins from a rider-less horse?
Thrusting their slippery thoughts
deemed only
dream worthy
I reassure:
That one
has never felt
so right
Filling the
puzzle of the
missing jig
Masking those
worries in their
soothing balm
By chance
this one
beats true
So to give
that
unforgivable gift
Seems only
to calm my
screaming heart
The chorus
thwarts desire and
allows concise thoughts
To push through
You’ve seen
me break
and fall
But ceaselessly
pick up
my pieces
It is time
to let me
rise and fall
Run free
experience
a world
Away
Remember I am
now a
grown girl
But always,
Your Daughter
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