Hold your hands
Together with your heart
The aching starts
When it is time to let go
Time to move on
For a while maybe
Sit around and wait
For the day to come
That day pain becomes
Intolerable and it
Tears us apart though
We were made to stay
September 18,2006 mk
www.licornesworld.net
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The aching starts When it is time to let go Truer than true! Great write