Mild and Sweet

Like dewdrops on my mind come soothing words

Nestling as tired birds in the tree of my awareness.

The fights have reached uncertain truce

And weary feelings lost a channel

But tears and wonders could induce

An old song set to different chords.

The harmony found altered thoughts

But our emotions stirred or bloomed

Once more maybe, to clear the shell.

Staid rescue could have found new room

If we had trust to bear the hope

And change about the futile days.

We never wanted to give hurt

Best wishes followed our love

Yet, here we found our union stern

It ripened into push and shove

We became experts, giving pain

And secret hate turned unambiguous.

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We leave the field with kind regrets

There wasn’t room for happy endings.

It is with sadness as befits

That we abandon the last innings.

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Winter tree with birds on twig vector silhouette illustration

From Aspects of Attraction

© HMH, 2014