Can I let it go.

Can I unlatch the gate.

And let affection so,

Slip away not late.


Then if I let it go

And sacrifice the good,

The love I’m clinging to

Is not of flesh and blood.


If I don’t let it fly,

The love will surely die.

The sacrifice will give

The love a chance to live.

(I would like to give accreditation to the creator of the beautiful image but I cannot find who it belongs to. Whoever you are thank you and I hope you don’t mind me using it.)

Your comments are welcome