He was never

Yours to keep

You were simply

The foot that

Prevented the door

From closing forever

You nursed the

Bird to health

Let him go

He will circle

But never roost

Try not to

Keep the sand

On the shore

For the sand

Belongs to sea

Let things go

That never belonged

Follow your path

As the sun

Rises and smiles

Upon my wall

From afar in

The distance like

The voices of

Parents at dusk

A train whistle

Blows once twice

Three times warning

But to me

It is calling

Saying come with

Me I’m going

Somewhere like the

Last plea of

A lover about

To leave me

Behind