As you let go of
My hand
I felt myself
Fall
Dropping, tumbling
Through the air
Reaching out, grasping at
Hands, but
Each one, again and
Again
Let me go
At times I found
Something
To hold onto
And I held, and
Held
With all my might
Hoping,
Praying it would
Lift me up, but
At last
My arms grew so
Weary, I could
No longer
Hold on
Freefalling
Soaring
Arms outstretched
Until
One day, I
Realized
I was no longer
Falling, but
Flying
Aug 16, 2019
Aug 16, 2019 at 7:16 PM UTC
As you let go of
My hand
I felt myself
Fall
Dropping, tumbling
Through the air
Reaching out, grasping at
Hands, but
Each one, again and
Again
Let me go
At times I found
Something
To hold onto
And I held, and
Held
With all my might
Hoping,
Praying it would
Lift me up, but
At last
My arms grew so
Weary, I could
No longer
Hold on
Freefalling
Soaring
Arms outstretched
Until
One day, I
Realized
I was no longer
Falling, but
Flying