Were I to wander, would I find a place fonder? Cross hill and dale, mountains, rivers and wood.
Discover those things long since forgotten, years ago. Reclaiming the joy, lamenting the woes.
Times past, lingering still in the faint glimmer of a remnant will...Barely a glowing ember of hope.
Prayer, the strength to gently fan a frail flickering flame, amid the ever daunting doubt.
Tasked beyond belief, Faith, a must beneath the well wallowed grief and regret. To carry on, would it be worth it? To draw the next breath?
How can you know? Is this how we grow? To leave them behind...to explore a completely different realm.
To leave them a question unanswered in their minds. Is cruelty a two-way street? Am I really ready to admit defeat?
Is it time to cash in my chips? Make the last fatal bet? Mayhaps, the future could be a winner yet?