Sep 15
This too will sink I know
Like the others before
This too will go
Behind shut door.
Once a place of rejoice
Where I poured my heart
Leaving is now the only choice
And make a new start.
My work is my blood of toil
Come at a high cost
Digging deep into the soil
What I grew is all lost.
I leave this holiness with pain
Will miss all you gave
Leaving the circling dots to reign
And send old poems to grave.
Like the others before
This too will go
Behind shut door.
Once a place of rejoice
Where I poured my heart
Leaving is now the only choice
And make a new start.
My work is my blood of toil
Come at a high cost
Digging deep into the soil
What I grew is all lost.
I leave this holiness with pain
Will miss all you gave
Leaving the circling dots to reign
And send old poems to grave.
I leave with love and best wishes for all the fellow members and friends here.
