LetGo (to You)


I shall

Gather your

Things in

A box

Placing them

On the

Highest shelf

Far out

Of reach

I promise

To untie

The string

Allowing you

To float

Free and

To be

The balloon

You were

Always meant

To be

And I

Will slip

You into

A bottle

And send

You out

To sea

Allowing someone

New somewhere

Else to

Stumble upon

You just

As did

I many

Years ago