The Final Word
The Final Word
I had been waiting
For him to say
The very words
My ears long to hear.
Feared he, rejection
Never uttered
Until I vanished.
Realized he, I was gone
Sought me at every door
Time went once, never return
Even though he wanted it even more.
Never ever he thought to gather
The fruit he ever missed
But she was wise and beautiful
Pelted every feel that was sown
Raising a healthy relation
Complete in a full circle.