For My True Blue Friend
Too long I’ve
kept a stranglehold,
On fond old
memories,
To fragments of
a bygone age,
With fierce
tenacity.
Like a child I had
my fingers,
Clasped tight
around a time,
When star strewn
skies provided,
The cadence to
my rhyme.
You smiled a
little sadly,
And let my heart
entwine,
Aware I wasn’t ready,
You kept your
hand in mine.
Clutched in a
painful vise too long,
While I refused
to grow,
Thanks for
staying with me,
Till I was ready
to let go.
Myra
D’Souza - 20th November 2012
MY DEAR MYRA,
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REMINDED ME OF JESUS
SAYING TO MARY MAGDALENE "DO NOT CLING TO ME...!"
ONLY WHEN SHE LET GO, WOULD SHE BE ABLE TO RETURN BACK TO GOD HER FATHER!
WE ALL MUST LET GO AND LET GOD....!
How true dearest Ozy.
DeleteTrue story for most of us...
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