If they want to leave
For them do not ever cleave,
Just let them go
As if them, you never did know.
When they walk out your door
See them or want them no more,
Remember, you weren't put upon this earth
To prove to them, or anyone of your worth.
You're here to learn, create and to live
Not to hurt and cry and always give,
You are here to create and to flourish
Upon love and joy your soul will nourish.
There is someone indeed deserving you
Someone sharing your same thoughts and view,
Somebody who has truly waited
Somebody who will always make you feel appreciated.
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem