Sunday, April 27

a poem

It was never your intention
to leave me feeling like I could not be
all that I could be

You tried to egg me on
to show me the greatness
you saw in me

I know you have always
thought I could be more

You were frightened
that I might end up
just like you (would that be so bad?)

You feel you failed me
by making the mistakes
that most folks do

Your only failure was
to dismiss all I am

I'm saying goodbye
to all I'm not
I think that you can too.

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