Walking down the aisle
Arm in arm,
Your radiance fills the open skies
My heart swells,
And I stagger at these last few steps
They seem like a hundred miles...
Rushes of memory fly past
I take a deep sigh,
the first time my hand let go of yours
plays like a loop...
In my mind it's set in a cast.
The sunset had set ablaze the sky
and I could see the same colours
In your eye, confident,
Into the dusk you had rode off...
On the bike had hopped my little girl
But once of, you had transformed
I had known then, you'd leave one day...
But it seems like just yesterday...
And I am not ready....yet...
To let go...
Linking to Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Bicycling
Arm in arm,
Your radiance fills the open skies
My heart swells,
And I stagger at these last few steps
They seem like a hundred miles...
Rushes of memory fly past
I take a deep sigh,
the first time my hand let go of yours
plays like a loop...
In my mind it's set in a cast.
The sunset had set ablaze the sky
and I could see the same colours
In your eye, confident,
Into the dusk you had rode off...
On the bike had hopped my little girl
But once of, you had transformed
I had known then, you'd leave one day...
But it seems like just yesterday...
And I am not ready....yet...
To let go...
Linking to Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Bicycling